Hoping that no innocent bystander would be in her patch, Anna tore through the magical creatures nursery, her informational book on Phoenixes in her hand. "Blaaazzzzze!" she yelled, running faster through the nursery. Anna feared that her baby bird was dying, and she needed to get to him as quickly as possible and figure out just what was going to happen with this so-called Burning Day. Anna didn't want her bird to burn. She wanted to Blaze to live for forever and ever...not burn away and rise again as---possibly---some other bird. "Blaaazzzzze!" Anna yelled again.

BAM!!!

A second later, Anna ran into something tall and---apparently---strong. "Owww," she murmured as she laid across the ground of the nursery, her book out of her hands and a few feet away. "Oh my gosh...I'm sorry." She didn't know who'd she'd run into, but it had to be a guy---no way was a girl enough to nearly knock Anna senseless. Anna pushed herself off the ground and glanced up to see Chris Potter a few feet away. "Ohhh, Chris. I'm sorry...for knocking into you and for the fact that I must run off now. My bird's dying!"

Grabbing her book, Anna ran off in the other direction, skidding to a stop and sliding onto the ground right in front of Blaze's cage. Anna unlatched the cage and gently pulled Blaze into her lap again. She stroked what was left of the bird's feathers as she read through the book. Finally, after about thirty minutes, Anna looked up. "Okay, baby bird, you're going to be okay...and so am I...I think. Apparently, you'll be my same Blaze as soon as you rise from the ashes. I was afraid you'd still be a Phoenix, just not Blaze. That's not the case, though. You're just going to be a baby all over again. Don't worry, though, we're going home to London soon, and I can let you out all the time then!" Anna explained.

After Blaze had been fed and the water in the bottle had been changed, Anna simply sat and pet her bird for quite a long time. Blaze no longer wanted to fly, and Anna couldn't really blame him. If she was going to blow up any second now, she'd want to just lie around...and cry. Even though Blaze sort of seemed alright with what was going on, Anna still cried. The thought of her baby bird bursting into flames was scary. When it was time to go, Anna placed Blaze gently into the cage, blew him a kiss goodnight, and left.