A/N: Hello, and thank you for the reviews in the last chapter, the replies are in the end as always. I think I'm starting to go back to my regular updates, which is great! Sorry for any mistakes, even though I re-read this twice, sometimes I overlook things. Enjoy :) There's a little Author Note in the end, by the way.

17th August, 2003, 3:52pm

'What did he say?' Danny asked, crossing his arms on the top of the guitar in his lap.

Tom had just ended a phone call with Fletch and returned to the music room, where they were rehearsing to record a new demo. Or at least trying to, since Harry could not play the drums very loud because of his and Danny's head, and Dougie was having a hard time playing his bass with a broken wrist. The boys had started to make demos again, after their manager had told them the ordeal with Lilith absolutely could not interfere with the band activities.

Harry and Dougie stopped playing too and looked at the blonde, waiting for an answer. Tom managed to smile a little.

'He told Tommy everything, he didn't react as bad as Fletch thought he would.' Tom took a seat on the chair he was before.

'What else did Tommy say?' Harry questioned as he played with his drum sticks.

'He has a friend and she is a medium. He thinks she might help us.' Tom explained.

'Cool.' Danny said simply. And just like that, they continued to work on their demo. Some normality had put the boys on a good mood, and they weren't about to waste that moment.

18th August, 2003, 8:23pm

'It must be them.' Harry said when he heard a knock on the door, and got up to open it. Fletch had talked with the medium, who agreed to help the boys, so the manager suggested having a dinner together in the band house.

Danny, Tom and Dougie got up too and they were standing next to Harry when he opened the door. In the porch, there was Fletch right next to who their presumed to be the medium.

All of them were expecting the woman to look more like a gypsy, with a long skirt, messy dark hair, tanned skin, a reasonable quantity if necklaces, bracelets, rings, earrings or a turban (Danny had even thought about a crystal ball!), but the woman in front of them was as normal as rain in England.

She looked only two or three years older than them, was only a bit shorter than Harry and had quite an athletic body structure, with her shoulders lager than her hips, suggesting she practiced some sport like swimming or tennis, but there was no way she could ever be a model with such a masculine body. Her hair was dark brown, short and wavy and went to just a little above her small ears. Her face resembled a child's with big almond shaped yellowish eyes and her pale skin dotted with freckles.

'Good evening.' She greeted with a smile in a raspy voice. A mixture of 'good evenings' and 'hellos' was heard from the boys as they opened the door wider letting the guests in. The medium got in behind Fletch and the boys led the two of them to the living room, where everyone sat around the coffee table on sofas, couches and three bean bags that Harry and Tom had carried from the music room.
The coffee table had Lilith's book and the dress on the top of it, along with enough biscuits for everyone, because Tom had got bored in the afternoon.

'Can I put this here?' The woman asked, and it was only then that the boys noticed she was carrying a black bag, similar to a laptop case, only bigger.

'Sure.' Tom replied, and she moved the biscuit tray to the left and placed her case next to it. Fletch eyed all of them and put his hands on thighs, showing that he was ready to start whatever that reunion would be.

You should start by presenting yourselves.' He glanced at the four of them.

'Right, so I am Tom Fletcher and I'm eighteen years old. Us four have a band and we all live here. I sing and play the guitar, and compose too, by the way.' Tom presented himself with his usual shyness around strangers and looked at the others, as if asking for them to at least say their names.

'Uh, I'm Danny, I'm seventeen, I also sing and play guitar.' He picked a little of the gauze on his head nervously, his hand moving to his hair right after.

'I'm Dougie, I'm fifteen, I play the bass.' Dougie muttered, blushing, seemingly shyer that Tom.

'Harry Judd. Seventeen. Drums.' Unlike Dougie, Harry's voice was well heard as one of his eyebrows lit up, oozing confidence, and making a lot of eye contact. The medium mimicked Harry's eyebrow movement, seeming impressed.

'Nice to meet you, boys, I'm Lori Andrews, I'm twenty one, and I don't play any instrument, but I am a medium. My mother and grandmother are too, and they taught me everything I know.' She smiled wider. 'Now it is difficult not to notice you four don't seem very healthy, not wanting to offend you. Is that something you can explain?'

'Yeah, I fell down the stairs and Doug here fell of a high branch of the tree over there.' Danny explained, pointing to the tree, that was visible from one of the windows.

'And-' Lori motioned at Harry and Tom, who looked particularly tired. Harry made one of his confident smiles again.

'I got a pneumonia just a few days ago. And we are just overall tired, it had been an exhausting couple of days for us.' Lori nodded understandingly.

'I assume all this has to do with the spirit?' Lori said in a half questioning tone, and the boys nodded. 'Okay, now, your manager Tommy has already explained me more or less what happened, but I wanted to hear it from you guys, so I can know the details better and help you.'

Tom looked down nervously. He really didn't want to tell the whole story again. The nightmares in the previous night had been particularly scary, and he had slept less than five hours. But the Danny cleared his throat to start speaking, and Tom sighed in relief.

18th August, 2003, 9:02pm

Lori played with a strand of her hair as she read the newspaper article in Lilith's book.

'This is from 1924.' She said, her eyes still observing the paper. 'Lilith died when she was eleven years old, and Marie is now eleven too, which would work perfectly for a Life Enchantment.' Lori's eyes moved to the third page. 'I know this. The Life Enchantment. It's from a really old book from... I would say from somewhere between the thirteenth or fourteenth century.'

'The book can't be that old!' Harry protested. 'I mean, a simple paper cannot survive seven or eight hundred years, can it?'

'I meant the enchantment, not the paper. Lilith probably had access to it somehow and copied to another paper when she was alive.' She explained before closing the book. 'We can solve Lilith's problem without having to kill Marie.' The boy's faces lit up a bit, but Lori had a concerned expression in her face. 'But it might not be that easy. I'll explain. There are two...let's call it dimensions: the dimension that belongs to the ones who live, the one where we are at right now, and then there is the other side. When people die, they go to the other side. Normally. Lilith is someone who should be in the other side, but for some reason, she isn't.'

'Do you have any clue why?' Danny asked.

'The spirits that stay in our dimension are usually souls that died in some sort of tragic way. Lilith died in a fire, so maybe that's why.'

'And why does she want to live again?' Danny questioned once again. Harry rolled his eyes.

'Isn't it obvious, Dan? Wouldn't you want to go back to live if you died?'

'It isn't that obvious, actually.' Lori interrupted. 'Being stuck in our dimension when you are a spirit isn't that fun. Lilith was an eleven year old girl, she lived with her parents and her little sister. They all died and went to the other side, and she was left behind. She wants to live in Marie Hills' body so she can live again, then die, hopefully in a less tragic way, and go to the other side to join her family forever.' Dougie shook his head and everyone turned to him.

'Why would she want to go back to her family again? Her parents killed her.' He said, and Lori could notice his eyes getting darker in what seemed to be anger. She smiled warmly, lifting one eyebrow.

'Your family is your family, it doesn't matter if they're schizophrenic. Besides, she was just an eleven year old, she needs her family, even though her parents killed her.' Lori explained, but Dougie chuckled humourlessly, disagreeing.

'My father left us in the beginning of July. Not even in a hundred years, there's no way I'll ever forgive him for what he did.' Tom, Harry, Danny and Fletch looked at him, surprised. Harry clenched his fists, feeling an urge to find Dougie's father and tell him a few unpleasant things, but then he thought about his friend and his expression softened as he moved closer to Dougie, who looked ready to burst into angry tears, and hugged him.

'I'm so sorry, Doug.' Dougie shrugged.

'Why didn't you tell us before?' Tom asked softly.

'I didn't want to talk about it.' He murmured. Lori closed her lips in a tight line.

'Different people react differently, Dougie. Lilith was younger than you, there are many different factors.' She stated. 'Another possible reason for her to want Marie's body is to live the life she didn't have.' Dougie nodded, accepting her arguments.

'But I don't get it: how does this help us solving the problem?' Harry questioned, impatient. Lori took a deep breath.

'If she wants to join her family, we can try and do that.'

'Sorry, but how exactly do we do that?' Tom squinted his eyes.

'We have to destroy every thing that links Lilith to our dimension.'

'Like what?' Danny shifted in the couch, resting his elbows in his knees and his face in his hands. Lori shrugged.

Everything we find. Her book, her dress, her photos...her body.' Fletch shook his head.

'We won't find a body. She died in a fire, so she probably turned to ashes.'

'Then how is her dress still almost entirely blue?' Lori challenged. 'Look, I don't know what happened, but she might not have been completely burnt. Either way, she cannot go to the other side if there is something connecting her to this dimension.' She explained.

Tom looked like he was in deep thought, Harry was just frowning as he glanced at Lori, Dougie was playing with his fingers, thinking about everything too, and Danny was biting his nails. Fletch eyed all of them, before suggesting they moved on to dinner.

18th August, 2003, 10:18pm

'I was thinking about doing a little something, but I need to know if you are all up to it.' Lori announced after dinner, when they got back to their respective seats around the coffee table. She grabbed the black bag she had brought with her and put it in her lap.

'What is it?' Tom asked, not really knowing what to expect. Lori started to open the bag and took something that looked like a board from the inside. Harry's eyes widened in realisation.

'Is that a-'

'Yes, this is an Ouija board. If everything goes well, we will be able to have a little chat with Lilith.' Lori smiled.

maysidotes: So it's 16th August? Mine's on 22th August! Cool, hope you're enjoying this!

Anigen: Haha, that will be answered in time, check out the next chapters when I update, it shouldn't be too long! Thanks for reviewing by the way :D

A/N: The medium, Lori, is utterly based on me, not only psychologically, but physically, except the short hair, mine is incredibly long and dyed dark brown, even though its natural colour is a blondish brown. One of my biggest fears on creating this character was making it too flawless. Perfect characters are really boring, but I could not put much of her personality here, because she has just met the boys, and she won't appear that much. Anyway, I hope you don't find her boring, please tell me what you thought, thanks :)