The dreaded day finally dawned,

Funny how time flies when you are in a tight spot

I was still staring at the ceiling. the events of the previous day having left me hopeless.

I had tried pleading to no avail, father had fallen into such a bad mood that he was shouting alone while we did the rest of the shopping.

Aster had gotten an apple wood wand with unicorn hair at its core.

She had also preferred the Dragon heartstring however, her case wasn't as bad as mine.

father's main worry was that if other Wizarding families got the information, and they were sure to get it, seeing that Ollivander would be spitting the tale to all his friends in the tavern,

it would greatly tarnish the Malfoy name he had tried to build so hard over the years

mother however wasn't as hyped up as father,

she insisted that I could still join Hogwarts while they contacted another wand maker by the name of Gregovich to fashion a dragon heartstring for me.

father's mood hadn't improved throughout the day. I was used to him being a sulking man but today, he had done a notch high. he even got into a tussle with a man named Mr Weasley who was a ministry of Magic official. they had wrestled for almost a minute before a real giant of a man by the name of Hagrid pulled them apart

it was then that I got the First Glimpse of the famed harry potter.

a small boy with glasses and a lightning bolt scar on his forehead. the boy was in the company of the redhead family.

I stared at the group with envy.

All of them were sure they were joining Hogwarts, but I had to fight time with a limited magic reserve and complete impossible quests.

I wasn't even sure if I would be alive to witness the admission day, my whole day was ruined but even worse my magic reserve was slowly dwindling and I had no hope yet of restocking it.

When we got home I excused myself and tried to get a nap, fatigue had quickly carried me to slumber.

I was aroused in the evening by The House Elf, Dobby who liked to appear from nowhere and chat with me

The elf had a way of getting to my heart.

since arriving I had taken a liking to the creature and we had become friends.

the ceature had even gifted me with a knitted sweater.

he said he was sure that " master Draco was not like his father and would live to the full image of the Great ancestor of the Malfoy family".

as I found out, we shared one thing in common: our hate for father.

I realized that I was afraid to open the system display,

knowing my vitals were declining, i didn't need to see the system display to know that, I could see that my initially excellent vision was now starting to blur. i had been spending most of my time sleeping to conserve my energy until the dreaded fade time arrived.

I had debated explaining my predicament to mother,

maybe then she would understand that time was a luxury I no longer could afford. Every second that passed brought me a Step Closer to my doom.

yet, if she found out that i was just an Imposter in her son's body, I feared it would be a quick end for me.

Beneath her beautiful facade, she too had the terrible temperament of the Malfoys.

Even worse, I was afraid that they would think that their son hadn't recovered after all and send me to a Wizarding asylum.

I hesitantly reopened the display.

It didn't matter whether I checked it or not my doom had been passed and it was coming. I navigated to the quest tab and reread the words that were now my death Sentence.

quest;

attain the wand with the Dragon heartstring;

I checked the words again and again; I must be missing something. How did the system expect me to acquire such a wand when the wand was the one that chose its owner.?

I stared Emptily at the orange words as if seeing nothing then something clicked.

I sat upright with a start.

I reread the word of the quest again.

Attain the wand with the dragon heartstring.

boom! I realized with a shock that the system wasn't asking me to get just a wand with a dragon heartstring core.

The system was specific to a particular wand with a particular dragon's heartstring. the use of "the" instead of"a" Narrowed things down to specific detail.

I saw that now that I had comprehended, two more lines in form of poetic prose had appeared glowing even brighter than the quest details. They read;

on the Giver, lies the power.

A reign ends when another begins

I read the words several times,

hadn't the system said that my power came from killing Magical Creatures and absorbing their Magic,?

Why was I now expected to solve a riddle?

however, I realized that although I did not understand the new lines they did not seem like something I was expected to do, they were just plain information given in the form of a poem.

my head was aching with the new information. They had made this quest even more impossible, I now had to find a particular wand, not just any other wand.

I checked my magic reserve, it had decreased to 20%. Now that the deadline was only eight hours away the reserve was draining first.

I knew that I needed to think hard.

hadn't the system reincarnated me into Draco Malfoy's body? ,

and so far the system had not made a single mistake, the information it gave was clear and precise,

this only served to increase my suspicion that the wand the system wanted me to acquire must be in the custody of the Malfoy family.

after all, I was on a level 1 quest, hadn't joined Hogwarts, and didn't know much of the outside world. the only place i was now familiar with was here which I now called home.

my brows were now sweating with expectation,

A plan started to form in my head.

Are house-elves not loyal servants? I thought, were they not regarded to know most of the secrets of the family they were serving?

I decided to take the chance.

I minimized the display and sat down at the edge of my bed. grabbing a book I pretended to be reading. I Then cleared my throat and called Dobbie. There was a sudden crack and the elf appeared in my room." master Draco called ``how can I help you, sir".

I pretended to be engrossed in what I was reading,

" I am looking for a wand that belonged to my family"

Dobbie on hearing those words almost fell unconscious.

He steadied himself and said

"I do not know what master is talking about, ".

, I closed the book,

" don't lie to me because I know there is a dragon heartstring wand in my family that was entrusted to you by my ancestor".

For a moment dobby seemed to forget his fear

"it's not just any dragon heartstring it is called the Gawain wand, it was fashioned by the great Mr Lenard Malfoy your ancestor with the help of Gawain the first dragon",

suddenly Dobbie threw himself on the floor hitting his head on the floor

"bad bad dobby, I shouldn't say master's secret"

"I am your master and I am supposed to have that wand. My ancestor meant it that way."

dobby stood upright

" Forgive me master Draco but I must prove that

the elf suddenly disappeared for a while and returned with an ancient-looking bundle

he presented it to me saying

" if indeed master is the worthy one I have been waiting for letting him open the bundle and take hold of the dragon book".

"But I must warn master if he is not, his death has finally come and the dobby will mourn him"

anxiety had now seized me

I hastily unrolled the bundle without posing to think,

and dobby quickly withdrew to the far corner of the room.

whatever happened to those not worthy, I knew that the elf had seen it countless times and it was horrific.

inside the bundle, there was an ancient-looking book that was embossed with an emblem of a dragon head.it was written.

GAWAIN: THE WAY OF DRAGON.

I hastily took hold of the book and tried to turn its pages, my only thought now was finishing the quest.

the book did not open.

suddenly a brilliant glow burst from the book and its centre opened.

An 8-inch rod emerged from the centre,

I was now overwhelmed by this success,

I firmly grabbed the rod. the light immediately intensified, and moved with speed to coil itself on dobby's body,

I realized that the elf was being absorbed by the light. I couldn't let go of the Gawain wand, I was transfixed, I realized that the light from the elf and the book were all entering him.

The last words I had before I passed out were the synthetic voice of the system"

"Congratulations Draco, you are now a level 1 dragonlord.

As my consciousness drifted away, I finally realized the true meaning of the words of the quest,

with the giver lies the power,

a reign ends, when another begins.

Dobby had to die for me to become the next dragonlord.