In Loving Memory

By: Princess Harmony Zalaras Slytherin I

Disclaimer: I never put these things up, because I figure y'all KNOW this stuff belongs to JKR, master author of the universe. But, just in case you forgot, it is only in my little dream world that I am JKR and all this stuff belongs to her, excepting various characters along the way you don't recognize.

To flamers: I am not afraid.

Dedicated to: Silverphoenixwings, Star*dust, and Nany, who's personalities I've kidnapped. BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!


Prologue:
A Long, Long Time Ago In a Galaxy Far, Far Away...

"Amberlon, Indigo!"

"HUFFLEPUFF!" Dumbledore applauded as the first of the first years was sorted. He could see the backs of the others, some shifting their weight, and some twitching nervously.

"Black, Sirius!"

"GRYFFINDOR!" *Really* Dumbledore thought. *Minerva should sound more welcoming* He scanned the row as a few more students were called. His eyes landed on two people in particular. One had flaming red hair, and was hard to miss. The other looked strangely familiar...

"Evans, Lily!" Minerva said, and the red haired girl skipped forward. The Sorting Hat sat on her head for nearly two minutes before proclaiming her a Gryffindor. *Interesting* Dumbledore thought to himself. *She doesn't look like the Gryffindor type, more like a Ravenclaw.* Dumbledore tried to pick out Remus Lupin, the werewolf, from the crowd. He was worried about the poor boy. As he looked, several more students were called.

"Himalia, Miranda!" Suddenly Dumbledore heard laughing, and he could see Minerva scowling. He stood up to look over the giggling first years to see a blond young lady cartwheeling over to the stool. Dumbledore chuckled, this was shaping to be an interesting class. He and the rest of the hall waited to discover what house Miss Himalia would be in.

And waited. And waited. After a full two minutes the hall started whispering. Was she even magical? *She might even break my record* Dumbledore thought, remembering his turn on the stool decades ago. It took the hat nearly six minutes to place him.

"GRYFFINDOR!" The hat screamed, finally. Dumbledore nodded in agreement, and the hall applauded. Minerva shuddered.

"Jenkins, Crystal!" A short, dark haired girl sat down and placed that hat on her head, which shouted Ravenclaw a few seconds later.

"Jenkins, Julia!" *Twins* Dumbledore noted with interest. He always liked to see whether siblings were stuck together in the same house. However, the Jenkins twins wouldn't have this problem, because Julia became a Gryffindor. Dumbledore went back to pondering the familiar boy, while the werewolf boy, Remus Lupin, became a Gryffindor. 'Pettigrew, Peter' joined him, but not before 'Malfoy, Lucius' became a Slytherin. Dumbledore recognized the name 'Malfoy' and was not impressed by the boy's swaggering attitude.

"Potter, James!" Minerva said, and familiar boy walked forward. It was the walk that did it. Dumbledore knew where he recognized James Potter from.

And was not at all surprised when he got placed into the house of his ancestor, Godric.

"Romandle, Rhiannon!" Minerva said, bringing Dumbledore out of his trance, as a pretty girl flounced forward. She was definitely this class's future knockout.

"RAVENCLAW!"

"Rubidub, Samuel!"

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

"Safire, Esmerelda!"

"SLYTHERIN!"

"Snape, Severus!"

"SLYTHERIN!"

"Songs, Melony!"

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

"Topingside, Topanga!"

"Please," Topanga Topingside grinned at the professor. "Call me Kitty." Dumbledore laughed as he saw Minerva cross her fingers, but to no avail.

"GRYFFINDOR!" Again, she shuddered, and Dumbledore simply shook his head.

"Umbralion, Derek!"

"RAVENCLAW!

"Vanderkinsmen, Veronica!"

"GRYFFINDOR!"

"W-" Minerva stopped and stared at the paper. Dumbledore repressed more laughter; he had never known Minerva to falter.

"Weeping, Willow!" She said, but it sounded more like a question. What a name! No wonder Minerva was confused.

"RAVENCLAW!"

"Yttrium, Zachery

"HUFFLEPUFF!" And with that, Minerva rolled up her scroll. Dumbledore stood up.

"Welcome all to a new year at Hogwarts!" He said happily, smiling. "I trust you are all hungry enough to eat a hippogriff, so let me just say a few words: Lithium, Berylium, and Boron." He sat down again as food appeared on the tables. As he helped himself to mashed potatoes and roast beef, he studied the first years.

Dumbledore had learned from experience that there was usually one couple out of every class who, in later life, tied the knot. Recently (that is, that last 20 years or so) Dumbledore played a game on the first night, and he guessed which two it would be. His eyes led him to the Gryffindor table, at which the first years were bonding quickly.

*Sirius Black* Dumbledore decided. He was just so eye catching that Dumbledore knew the girls would be after him. He squinted down, and saw that Mr. Black was already talking to the young red haired young lady.

Sirius Black and Lily Evans. Definitely.