Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto or HP
Sasuke stared at the squalling infant held in its mother's arms – their mother, he reminded himself for the nth time, even if he couldn't equate the civilian woman with retired jounin Uchiha Mikoto.
Estrellia Evans smiled at him, freshly discharged from the hospital and euphoric with the glow that came from new motherhood. "So what do you think of your new little sister, Sasuke?"
Sasuke marveled once more at the coincidence that had given him his old name at his rebirth. Of course, it could just be the Shinigami smirking at him from the afterlife him but he really didn't want to think that. Bad things happen to people who catch a death god's attentions.
"Small," he answered his mother's question.
She huffed a laugh. "Concise," she teased.
He gently poked the infant, who had a small swirl of red hair on her mostly bald head, in skepticism mixed with awe that this was a tiny person. Was this, he wondered, what Itachi felt when he saw Sasuke for the first time? "Her name?"
"Gasp. Two words. Miracles do happen."
Sasuke stared flatly at his mother, but being a five year old sucked because she only laughed at him. Then her smile suddenly turned soft. "It's Lily. Lily Evans."
Sasuke blinked. This life's grandmother on his father's side was named Yuriko. Admittedly she was the only one of his father's family that his mother liked, even after the divorce. She was also Sasuke's favorite family member. Did she name the child to include Sasuke too, even if their family had split two years ago? Sasuke was suddenly filled with a surge of affection that normally he wouldn't have acknowledged. He was still an Uchiha though and instead of letting his mother see it, he turned to his sister, who had grasped his finger lightly, and nodded. "It's a good name."
He would be the best brother ever, he vowed silently.