Albus Dumbledore sat behind his desk staring around his office. It was a beautiful room filled with various objects that shimmered in the glowing light from the various candles that hovered around the room. Albus's eyes paused on the perch which held Fawkes, the Phoenix. Many assumed that Fawkes was Dumbledore's pet, but the truth was that they were equals. Two beings that had come across one another in a time of great need, and had never parted again. He had never forgotten how they had met, and knew he never would.