"They're just so bloody thick!" Lily exclaimed in exasperation as she looked over the childish map they'd been given by one, horrible Sirius Black with the route to the old Caretaker's shack that lay deep in the forest. Thankfully it wasn't so deep that it hinged on centaur territory, but it was certainly closer than Lily would have liked it to be.

But that wasn't the point. The point was that she was sick and tired of hearing about the trials and challenges of the woods, and figured if she and Hermione bested whatever was out there, making the long walk from the boarded-up hut and back again, bringing one of the unusually colored stones from the garden as proof, maybe they could both get some peace and quiet.

"I've half a mind to spend the night out there, so they stop acting as though they've invented stupid deeds personally."