1. The first dream.

On a dark and stormy night a twenty three year old widow named Jacklen Briarta lay in hollowing agony. She was in labour to a tremendously powerful baby. For three hours she had been laying in such extreme pain. At the point of witching hour, 12:00 midnight the child was born. It was a girl. But Jacklen didn't know who the father was. Her husband Carlton Briarta had been murdered two years prier to the babies' birth. What should its surname be? Perhaps her husbands name or maybe Snape her maiden name. Then she remembered Black her ex boyfriend.

She dressed her new and only child when she realised that she hadn't named the girl.

"Hmmm" Jacklen said "what on earth should I name you?"

A puzzled look crossed the child's face closely followed by a sly smile. Jacklen giggled sweetly.

"Let me see," she said "hmmm Sari?" the baby shook its head and laughed.

"Vixen?" Jacklen asked.

Her baby then screamed, "Nukaooo!"

"Ok, ok. Pipe down, do you want Nukaooo?"

The baby shook its head again.

"Fewf that sounded stupid. Well um, how about Jessica?" the baby shook her head again.

"I'm thinking, Kya or Emily? Jasmine or Samantha?"

The baby shook her head harder.

"Careful. What about Sharon……. No hmmm umm……? Katie?"

Her baby shook its head or screamed at every name Jacklen said. Jacklen decided she'd seek help.

"Lilly will help me. Bubby I'll take you to her as soon as possible. Three days is the soonest I guess.

Jacklen's best friend was married with her own child, also born that year. Her name was Lilly Potter, her husband James Potter and Harry Potter was her son. Jacklen disliked James, for James's best friend was her ex boy friend, Sirius Black. Jacklen arrived at Lilly's house and was let in with open arms. Jacklen sat and they began to discus the baby and baby names. Every name failed and it was a waist of time.

"Have you asked her dad?" Lilly asked.

"No!" Jacklen said, "Why would I?"

"Well who is he?" Begged Lilly.

"My ex." Jacklen answered.

"Oh!" Lilly whispered. The room went silent for a few minutes. When Lilly blurted out, "ask him any way."

"NO!" Jacklen yelled, "I HATE HIM! He broke my heart." Jacklen began to cry and Lilly spoke no more of it.

Later that day Lilly asked Sirius what her would name his daughter if he had one.

"Evralicia Elisae-Mary Black." He announced with a proud tone in his voice. "I made it up years ago."

"Okay." Lilly said a bit amazed at his immediate answer.

"I know it's really co…"

"It's extremely long." Lilly said.

"Hay, I like it, and you asked me. If you can think of a better one tell me. Because that's what I would name my daughter."

"Well I guess it's all right, hows it spelt?" Lilly asked and Sirius told her and emphasized the hyphen. She then quickly left so he couldn't ask why she needed it.

One day past and Jacklen was in the spare room breast feeding, when Lilly walked in with Harry crying in her arms. "The marauder's are here. I'm not going to excite them by breast feeding in front of them." They sat in silence until Jacklen finished breast feeding. She looked at her baby then suddenly she broke into tears. Lilly then said in a concerned way asked, "What's wrong Jacky?"

Tears rolled down Jacklen's red checks. "She has no name," she whispered. "Lilly she has no name, my baby's nameless! I might as well call her 'SHE'." The baby began to cry also and so did Harry.

"Jacky its okay I found a name. Please stop crying and read it." Lilly said and past a piece of paper to Jacklen.

"Evralicia Elisae-Mary Briarta?" Jacklen questioned after reading the paper and the baby stoped crying. Jacky repeated, "Evralicia." And the baby yelled, "flependo!" and the paper flew from Jacky's hand to the floor and exploded into small peaces she then yelled, "paper repero!" and the paper repaired its self and flew into Jacky's hand. Jacky looked at the paper and words began to appear on the paper. They said:

'I love my new name from Jacklen's baby Evralicia'

Jacklen and Lilly stared at Jacklen's baby for awhile, the only sounds to be heard where Harry chewing the corner of the paper, and the baby giggling. Jacky smiled, "okay," she said quietly, "come on Evralicia lets have a nap."

Fifteen year old Evra woke up in her orphanage bed and tried to remember her dream. All she could remember was a green flash that she saw at the end of every dream, so she went back to sleep and it began again.