A memorial to my brother. Please read.

I've no idea what to do for a memorial, because I gave you how he died pure and innocent and fighting for his life, so I'm going to do what he told me to do when I'm doing something important and I don't know or remember how to do it. Wing it. So, I'm going to give you his actual character info of him, but before I do that, I need to add something to the Introduction that won't fit. The Derek in my life stories isn't really named Derek. I just love that name now.
Full Name: Derek James Liam
Eyes: Shadowy Green
Hair: Dark Brown, Marine Cut.
Appearance: Tall, Broad Shouldered, Broad Chest, and has that soldier build.
Face: Square like chin, and his signature smile that said, "I may seem nice, but I may drop a fire-cracker down your pants!"
Personality: Tough, Protective, Down-To-Earth, Smiley, Funny, Sarcastic(I don't remember a day when he wasn't sarcastic), Fun To Have Around, and like a Fred and George, except more mischief, less pranking.
What his Patronuse would be and why: Rottweiler, and because rottweilers are super protective of the ones they love, and seem dangerous from the outside, but are your best friend on the inside.

Fun Facts About Him:
-He hates the color red
-He only had one girlfriend, even though many girls openly loved him. Her name was Aoife.
-He loved Ireland
-He missed the biggest party in his school to take me Trick or Treating when i was little
-He loved Baseball, Hockey, Football, and Soccer
-He said that one day, when I get married, he's going to give my fiancee a bigger one over then my dad, and when i walk down the aisle, he's going to yell, "MY LIL SISSY IS LEAVING ME!!WAHHH!!" And when I said what if I didnt get married, he says he'll still do it anyway.

The Story of my Birth(my parents and he always told me this):
It was a cool March afternoon, but the clouds were taunting. Molly Liam was walking with her eldest son, who was only six.
"Mommy, why is your belly so big?" he asked.
"Because I may give birth to your younger brother and sister."
"Oohh! Can we name the girl Katie?"
"Good idea, Derek."
"And can we name him, can we name the boy Math?"
"Do you mean Matt?"
"Oh yeah" So the mother and son walked around the plaza next to the hospitol. You see, the family rented an apartment one block away from the Hospitol, since the babies were expected in a month. They were in a store right across the street from the Hospitol, when Mrs. Liam's baby girl was ready.
"Oh Lord!" she cried out.
"Ma'am? What's wrong?" the 20 year old clerk asked.
"My babies...their coming...my water-"
"Oh my god! Mike! C'Mere! Take this lady to the emergancy room! Now!!" she yelled, and a man came out and picked Molly up.
"Thank you" Molly Liam said, as the man named Mike walked quickly across the street with Derek following.
"No problem. Help! This lady is giving birth!!!" he yelled as he walked into the emergancy room.
"Ok, come here, put her in here, Kristen, Get Dr. William" the nurse said, and another nurse rushed away. Seconds later, the nurse came into the room, followed by the doctor.
"I'll be off. Good luck!" Mike said. And before anyone could object, he was gone.
"Please call my husband" they agreed, and they did. Just then Mrs. Liam gave a shriek of pain. "It's coming! Ahhhhhh!!" she was screaming in pain, and the doctor pulled the baby out.
"IT'S A GIRL!!!" And they did the routine for the baby, then Mrs. Liam still pale with pain said, "What about my other baby?"
"Oh, don't worry, Ma'am. He's alive, just not ready" and she sighed in relief. The doctor left, and the nurse gave the baby, now wrapped in blankets, to her. Then Derek ran in, followed by Mr. Liam holding 2 year old Chloe.
"Honey! Oh my Lord! What is it?" Mr. Liam asked somehow breathless.
"A girl" Mrs. Liam replied calmly.
"Whhat are we going to name-" mr. Liam began.
"KATIE! We name my sister Katie! I heard on a TV show that it means 'pure' and that sounds pretty!"
"Ok. Katie. Derek, her name is Katelyn. Katie is just a shorter way of saying Katelyn"
"Ok. I'm hungry. I wonder if Katie is hungry" Derek says.
"That's my little man" the parents say in usion to make hiim happy. So they two guys left, and the next day, Molly came home with the baby. Once she was sure Katie was safe and secure in her crib, she went to bed. The next morning, she got herself a cup of coffee and went to check on Katie. She looked into her crib,and the coffee splattered on the ground. Katie was gone. Then she heard it. Giggling. From the next room. The Living room. Immediately she laughed with relief. Derek was on the ground, with Katie giggling in harmony with Derek, while Derek tickled her to death.

That's my favorite story ever. Derek loved music(especially rap), so I'm going to write the lyrics of songs whenever I think of him.
My signature: Peace.Luv.Irish Rottweiler.
His signature: Irish Jeter Eater

I LUV U JETER EATER!!!!!