Two more years passed, and the elder of the Potter boys frequented the office far greater than the younger. Filling the ears of the portraits with wild tales that explained why he couldn't possibly behind the things that he was being called into the office for. The younger did sometimes snatch catches of the headmasters as they darted through the portraits around the school. Occasionally having a small conversation. This time Lily Luna stood on the threshold of the office. Lily Luna was petit with long red hair that had been cut only a few times through her life, like her brother she had her mother's brown eyes. She knocked on the door and entered the room, staring in awe. She smiled shyly at Professor McGonagall and continued to stare. She had not been in Hogwarts long at all, and already she knew that never again would she find herself in a place as magical as Hogwarts. The moving staircases, and feasts that appeared on tables, the literal magic. And the hidden magic. The aura that the castle had, that lit up the dreary halls, and filled up the students with wonder. She felt privileged that she would be able to spend seven years hidden away in the many secrets of the castle.

She stepped into the light, that illuminated her petit figure and out of the corner of her eye she saw one of the portraits bolt out of his frame. She stared, and then slowly frowned. Wondering what she had done to cause the portrait to leave on her account.

Albus Dumbledore smiled at her, and glanced at the empty portrait by his side. "Don't worry child," he said kindly. "It is not your doing. I will fetch him, it would be unfair to you otherwise."

"I will find him Albus," another of the portraits said. "You speak to the kind lady here," he smiled sweetly at Lily and disappeared out of his frame, to find the late Severus Snape. While she knew who her brother had been named after, it sounded weird to hear his name when not in the company of her brother.

"Hi," Lily said quietly, pushing her hair out of her eyes.

"Miss Potter," Dumbledore said with a nod. "How have you found Hogwarts so far?"

"Amazing," Lily murmured with a smile. "I can't believe I'll get to spend seven years here, it just…" she trailed off. Severus Snape slinked back into his portrait, looking disgruntled and stared down at the girl, who shied back. At first glance he had seen Lily Evans standing in the girl's place, thus the reason he had so quickly departed the room. Under close scrutiny the girl looked less like her grandmother than he had first thought. Her hair was richer, her frame different, the eyes brown. He breathed a sigh of a relief. If those brown eyes that were staring at him curiously had been green he would have turned around and walked straight out of his portrait again.

"Now Severus," Dumbledore murmured disapprovingly. "Be nice to the poor girl, she'll think you don't like her."

"Sometimes it seems as if you two are the only headmaster's people care about," another headmaster muttered stiffly.

"Not me," Severus replied. "They don't care about me."

"I do," Lily said. "All of you," she glanced around the room. "You are all important to Hogwarts, you all made your impact on the school. Without all of you, the school would not be where it is today."

"At least someone thinks so," a witch murmured with a soft smile at the girl. "You are the third Potter I would imagine?"

Lily nodded. "Yes, I'm Lily."

Severus made a startled noise and Lily turned to face him with a frown.

"Lily," Dumbledore repeated smiling. "Lovely name."

"Thank-you Sir, I was named after my grandmother."

"I thought you might."

"You knew my grandmother?"

He nodded. "A wonderful woman, you would agree Severus?"

Severus gave Dumbledore a furious look. "Yes," he said stiffly.

Lily watched Severus Snape, she knew he had saved Harry countless times because of her namesake, though she didn't know the exact reason why. Harry had felt that they were a little young to be told that his potions master had been in love with his mother.

"What house were you sorted into Lily?" Dumbledore asked her, distracting her from the portrait standing next to him.

"Ravenclaw."

"Ah."

"It pondered putting me into Gryffindor for a while actually, but I don't think I am very suited to Gryffindor. At least not the way James describes it. Or to Slytherin, it thought about it for a moment but," she shrugged and shook her head. "Ravenclaw it is. Which is good. And, at least I'm not the first of my family to not be in Gryffindor in a few generations, so it's not a problem really. It'll probably just spike more competition between us kids really, Albus and James bicker over which house will win. And then are unbearable if their house does win," she smiled realising she had started to ramble. "But yes, Ravenclaw. Us children seem to be ending up in the same house as our middle names really," she sounded amused.

"Anyway," she shot a glance at Professor McGonagall. "I should probably be getting off to bed. I don't want to oversleep. If I can find my way back to the common room," she sounded a little daunted but otherwise excited. "Goodnight headmasters, and headmistress'."

"Goodnight," a few echoed.

"Goodnight Lily," Severus and Dumbledore said at the same time.

"Goodnight Professor."

"What is her middle name Minerva?" Dumbledore asked once the girl had left. "Do you know?"

"Luna I believe, after Miss Lovegood."

"He certainly seems unable to think up more creative names," Severus muttered staring at the door where Lily had walked out of.

"He names them after people he admires and loves Severus."

Severus stared at him, and scoffed. Once again, he disappeared out of his portrait but this time he followed Lily Luna to her common room. In the darkened halls she looked like Lily Evans, and he allowed himself to imagine that she was. Lily should have been a Ravenclaw, he had always thought. Between her and Albus Severus he would never be able to forget his Lily. While James Sirius ran about the castle like he owned it, blowing everything up that stood in his way.

There may be a forth chapter coming soon, maybe. Thanks to those who have reviewed also.