practical magic

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Justin finished looking around, and it was really just a quick skim of the house, as he went back to his own house and grabbed the file he had on Azrael Lumin. He laughed as he approached the large house for the second time, thinking about the weird girl inside.

He knew it wasn't nice to think of her as weird. But she was just a little odd to him, he liked the way she got nervous at almost everything he said to her, and although it wasn't helping her case at all, it still put a smile on his face.

He got back into the kitchen and motioned for the two girls to take a seat at the table while he placed the file on top of the white cloth. Jillian sat down across from her sister and Justin in the middle of the two girls. He watched as Sophia fiddled with her thumbs and looked around the room every few seconds.

"This is Ellie Roosevelt. She went missing just outside of Ohio, her body was found two years ago on the side of the highway strangled. She had been marked with some sort of brand on the side of her face." He showed both girls the picture and the brand was the exact same as the ring Azrael had on his finger. Jillian looked at Sophia, and memories of that night came back again. "Any help you ladies could give me, in finding this man would really be appreciated."

He looked to Sophia who just nodded, and then looked away from him and back at her older sister. Justin sighed and closed the file placing the photo of the girl back in the folder and shaking his head. He realized he'd have to take things into his own hands since he wasn't getting anything out of the two girls.

Justin decided to inspect the car, he took some samples from it and noticed a substance at the edge the driver's seat. He collected into a small bag, then called a tow company to pick up the dead man's car.

As the tow truck pulled the car from the driveway, Justin decided he'd have to look into the people of the town to find out more about the two girls.

The first lady he met was quick to say anything she could about what horrible women the Grey's were. Not exactly Jillian and Sophia but the Grey women themselves. She went on to how they cook up a magic potion that makes sure the Aunts never age, and that's what keeps them looking so young all the time.

He went to another family, where the little boy told a story about how every Halloween they jumped off the roof of the house in their witch attire and flew.

"If they get angry, they'll hex you!" This coming from the boy, who had gotten Kendal Grey angry enough, and he was now itching his newfound chicken pox.

"I don't know much about that man, but I wouldn't be surprised if he turned up in a ditch somewhere." The mother of the boy said, and Justin reminded himself to remember that.

"Don't say that Sarah!" Another woman scolded. "She's not saying that they murdered him, they probably just shook his hand, and he ended up dead somehow. It's all very mysterious."

Justin sighed, continuing to get more information about spells and witches but not something that he really needed. He went to another woman who was sitting on a bench reading her newspaper.

"I had a few question about Jillian and Sophia Grey. Anything you could possibly tell me about them would be great." He explained to her that he was looking for a man, and once she heard that, the old lady put her paper down and gestured for him to sit down.

"If any man dared take on a Grey woman, he'd probably live briefly in the euphoria of her love until meeting an untimely death." Justin shook his head, being all too familiar with this story.

"The Curse?" The lady nodded and went back to her paper.

He went to the record shop, where he met a man named Michael, who happened to be the only one that didn't want to see the Grey women condemned to death.