Harry's Second Chance

4 months later

Harry had gone through four months of school and he was exhausted from the work, practice, and Hermione's constant badgering him about homework.

His parents had sent him an owl saying that they had decided on two names for his new sibling, Haven Kymber if it was a girl, and Harrison Drew.

Harry had just decided to call it Baby H. Since his parents were waiting till the child was born to tell Harry what it was going to be. "Harry?" Ron yelled.

He turned from his book and looked over the chair he was occupying at the moment.

"Yes?" He was some what started at the state Ron was in.

He was holding a letter, and in his other hand a singed looking envelope. "You've got a letter from your mum and dad." Harry quickly got up and took the letter, looking at Ron's, "Now what'd you do to get a howler?" Harry asked amused.

"Kept picking on Percy with Fred and George. They've gotten one too." Ron said glumly.

"Well serves you right Ronald!" Hermione interjected standing in the porthole glaring at him.

"Hermione it's not my fault that the owl landed in your breakfast!" He shouted. Harry rolled his eyes as they bickered back and forth.

Harry soon lost interest in their arguing and turned his attention to the letter.

Harry,

You're Mum's gone into labor, I've written to Professor Dumbledore and he is going floo you to Mungo's. Got to his office immediately.

Love Dad

Harry stared at the letter his eyes wide with shock. Ron and Hermione seemed to notice, and picked up the letter. Hermione squealed with joy and Ron patted Harry on the back.

"Well it was quiet for the first 11 years of your life." Ron said jokingly. Hermione started pushing Harry. "Go Harry! you've got to go to Dumbledore!" at that moment Harry's brain turned back on. "Right. He took off down the corridors and ran as fast as he could to the headmasters office.

He ran into the Slytherin prefect, who screamed at him to stop running and he was not to be out at the hour, and Harry just blew him off.

He made it to Dumbledore's office and realized he didn't know the password. "Um. Acid pops?" he asked. Knowing it was usually a candy Dumbledore liked. The gargoyle didn't. Move. Harry groaned in frustration. "Chocolate frogs? Every flavor beans? Lemon drops?" at the last one the gargoyle sprang to life and moved aside.

Harry was relived. He ran up the steps and barged into the office. "Ah Harry nice to see you." Dumbledore sat in his chair with a beautiful red bird next to him. "Hello Professor." Harry said a little out of breath.

"Wait right here and I'll go get you some floo powder."

Harry waited, sitting in a chair in front of the desk. His attention to the somewhat drowsy looking bird. 'Is it sick?' he wandered.

He walked over to it and reached to stroke it's head just when his fingers were an inch away,

The bird caught fire. Harry jumped back in alarm. What had he done? He killed Professor Dumbledore's bird.

"Here we are Harry."

Dumbledore looked up to see a mortified Harry.

"Sir I swear I didn't do anything!" Harry said, confusion all over his face. Harry looked worriedly at his headmaster. "Ah Harry it's not your fault. Fawkes is a Phoenix Harry. They die in a ball of fire." Dumbledore explained. Walking toward Harry. "And then they are reborn from their ashes."