A short ficlet in which James, Albus and Lily discuss their names.

Written at 4:00 this morning.

Also: I've gotten lots of questions asking about Lily's middle name. It's Luna. :)

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"What the hell is wrong with our parents?"

"Lots of things. Did you have something specific in mind?" James asked his younger brother serenely

"Our names."

"Hmm. Yes. They are..."

"Stupid?" Lily suggested.

"Yeah. And... odd."

"Odd doesn't even begin to cover it. Just think about this for a second. They named you," he pointed at James, "after Dad's father and his father's best mate. Hmm. They named me, and this probably the worst out of the three of us, after their Headmaster, and their Potions professor. They named you," this time he directed his finger to Lily, "after Dad's mum and a girl they knew from school."

"Well, when you put it like that..." James said, making a face.

Albus frowned. "Well then, how would you put it?"

"They named me after Dad's father, who was killed by Voldemort, and Dad's godfather, who was very influential, but also got killed." Albus interjected here, saying, "That's kinda a bad omen, y'know?" James rolled his eyes. "Yours isn't any better! You were named after Albus Dumbledore, greatest headmaster Hogwarts has ever seen, head of the Wizengamot, et cetera, et cetera, and a man who was, not only their Professor, but also played a key role in the war. That's pretty profound. Oh, but they both got killed as well. Albus, your middle name was in love with Lily's first name." Lily frowned then. "That's really creepy. And, James, your first name loved my first name too. They got married and stuff."

No one spoke for a few seconds while they let that sink in. Albus broke the silence.

"Our parents named us after Dad's mum and the guys who wanted to shag her?"

"That's just creepy."

"Anyways," James continued, "Lily, your middle name... was one of their kind-of friends at school. I can't come up with anything significant about that one."

"Did mum just let Dad name them? They seem to center around his life, and have nothing to do with hers." Albus asked no one in particular.

Lily snorted. "Probably. She would've let him name us Flobberworm, Kneazle, and Skrewt if he had wanted to."

"Somebody should have gotten them a bloody baby-naming book."

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