RESURGENCE

Chapter 2

After everyone got a chance to hold me I ended up back in my mothers arms while they discussed the most important thing at the moment: my name. They kept going back and forth and let me tell you some of those names were horrid ranging from old lady names like Harriet to boring names like Holly.

"What about Stella or maybe Caroline," my mum said.

"You know I was thinking we could carry on the tradition of flower names. Your name being Lily and your sister's name being Petunia," my dad said.

A flower name? I hope they don't give me a terrible name like

My thoughts were cut off by my Uncle Remus saying,"what about dahlia?"

There it is the name I didn't want out of all the flowers he could have possibly picked he says dahlia. I mean it's not a terrible name it's just not my style. I'm one crazy motherfucker and I can't be called some medieval ass name like Dahlia. I guess my face gave away how I felt about that one.

"Do you not like that name," Uncle Padfoot teased.

Oh you wanna be like that. Just you wait til I can talk and walk. Stupid baby body. Yeah I'll get you later when I can chase you around.

"Maybe we could name her Jasmine," dad suggested.

That's a pretty name I wouldn't mind being called Jasmine. Could have some cool nicknames too but I guess I already have one: Prongslet. I find it funny when they call me that and started to giggle which they mistook for liking the name.

"Do you like that name?" my mum asked.

When she said that I gave a toothless grin because I actually do like that name. Mostly because I love nicknames.

"What about the middle name?" Dad questioned the group.

"Jasmine Euphemia Potter since Jasmine for the flower tradition why not Euphemia after your mother," mum stated with finality like she wouldn't take any other suggestions.

I love my name. In my last life I was Hannah Stone but I'm ready to embrace my new life as Jasmine Potter.