Burning Desires
Dumbledore and Fawkes… An Affinity
Fawkes came with a flash of flame, through a war zone to find me, to protect me. It was the February of 1945 and the Dark Lord Grindelwald, was at his worst, his most unimaginable strength. Since the previous June when the Muggles had ended the war with Hitler, Grindelwald was lashing out harder and faster at both the Magical and Muggle community at large taking advantage of their weakened state due to the war.
Each day 'The Daily Prophet' posted more and more deaths and not one person was left at the end completely untouched by The Dark Lords Army. The forces of the light were dwindling and becoming less and less, every day. There were few choices left for the people, defeat Grindelwald or be faced with either death or servitude.
He killed off the warriors of the light like they were only pawns on a chessboard, and they were, they were all playing on the Chessboard of life. In which, Black versus White, Good versus Evil, and in this age the kings of each army were The Headmaster Dumbledore and The Dark Lord Grindelwald. White was losing and they had lost many pieces. More than half of their pawns, a castle, both bishops, one knight, and even their Queen had been taken and yet with brave hearts they pushed on, always fighting, for their families and for their freedom. Because they still had their King and until he fell they would fight on.
Dumbledore was at the fore of the battle, it was King verus King, Light versus Dark, and the Light was overcoming the Dark. Fighting past every foul thing that The Dark Lord Grindelwald could come up with.
That night in Battle, the light triumphed for the first time in over a year. They had a symbol, a guardian and a Protector of all. That night Fawkes flew beside me, he flew in battle, and he let forth his battle cry filling the warriors hearts with courage, strength to go on and the power to defeat.
Fawkes came with a burning desire that day. The desire to protect, and to defeat. And to this day I know that when the time comes for the next great battle he will again fly beside the king of the white army. Alas this time I doubt it will be me, it will be Harry Potter. The king, leader and Protector of the light.