Memores Nomine

by Robin Lynn Smith

Marvin Strange was a rather standard kid. And then came the Wizarding World. And if that couldn't throw anyone for a loop, Marvin isn't sure what else could. In a world full of new rules, (of which he's certain the government does not approve of, like randomly taking in children without telling anyone), he's just trying to keep up. *under revision*

1. A Short Prologue

Author's Notes:

For the Purposes of this Story:

Students are all 11 before the first day of the term, so September 1st.

A Short Prologue

There were but a few names that troubled our great Albus Dumbledore immensely. Naturally, there was Harry Potter, and of course, the Malfoy child (although he suspect that one would be grow to be nothing but a spoiled brat), and the children of the various other un-convicted Death Eaters and their spouses, all of whom would likely or already follow the Malfoy spawn. No, the name that was troubling Albus Dumbledore was not one of the traditional troublemakers. In fact, it was a name that he was fairly certain had never crossed his ears before now. That of one Marvin Strange. Dumbledore had, naturally, assumed this was just another muggle-born wizarding child. That is, until he handed out the letters to his heads-of-houses (and Hagrid, in the case of Harry) to have them delivered to their homes and Pomona reported back on the less than standard delivery of Mr. Strange's letter. Pomona, the sweet heart that she was, was distraught over where the boy was living, and how he got there, which is to say, in an orphanage, and brought there by a ministry official none-the-less. Normally, Dumbledore made certain that orphanage children were not on Pomona's letter delivery list, as she was always incredibly upset by the idea of children not having a home. Of course, there were far fewer of them than there had been years ago, and as such Dumbledore was not quite as rigorous in his vetting of Pomona's deliveries. But the truly troubling aspect was that there was no record, within Hogwarts's book of names (which was really only a list of students registered by their parents) or the Ministry's records of accidental magic of a Marvin Strange. After a bit of digging, Dumbledore was quite certain that there was no magical child with the name of Marvin Strange. Yet somehow, the ministry had sent a letter, with an address, to this child. And, by Pomona's rather emotional recount, said child did indeed exist. In fact, by Pomona's account, the child didn't react with any alarm, surprise, or anything other than moderate interest in magic or Hogwarts. It was, of course, a conundrum, which were things that Albus Dumbledore was rather fond of puzzling out. Perhaps, an answer would come after a fourth lemon drop.