The room was dimly lit, and the curtains were drawn, casting a gloomy shadow throughout the house. Furniture had been pushed to the corners to make room in the centre

A group of people dressed in black cloaks with their hoods drawn to cover their faces were gathered at the house, chatting in hushed voices.

Their solemn expressions spoke volumes about the significance of the events taking place here tonight.

The door opened with a gentle creek.

voices were lowered and everyone turned in the direction of the noise.

Lucius Malfoy entered, escorting his young son Draco Malfoy. The Malfoy name would reclaim its rightful place in the wizarding world today!

Lucius was sick of hiding in the dark lord's shadows. He didn't want the crumbs any longer because he could bake the bread. For a long time, the dark lord had been missing. His supporters required a leader as well as a new source of hope.

He was going to give them one.

A star inscribed within a large circle was drawn at the centre of the wooden floor. inside, lay a creature with its limbs tied.

It was a unicorn!

Lucius led young Draco to the centre and placed him on his back with his hands spread. Panic could be seen on the boy's face. He was aware, however, that he couldn't let his father down tonight.

The ceremony began as the circle of Death Eaters closed in on them.

Candles were lit and placed in a circle. Lucius reached into his robe and unsheathed a knife. A container was passed to him, and he cut his palm without flinching, squeezing the gentle flow of his blood into the container.

The action was repeated as he passed the container around. By the time it completed the round, the container was nearly full.

Lucius then approached the unicorn and, without warning, slit its throat. As the creature let out its final cry, he drew a container closer to collect the precious blood that was gushing out of the wound

wands were then drawn and the dark ceremony began.As the incantations intensified, streaks of lights shot from the outstretched wand ,pulling Draco from the ground making him levitate mid air

his body began absorbing the light

Aster scowled from the keyhole.

His stupid brother was receiving the honour that should have been hers simply because he was a boy. Had she not proven herself worthy a million times before?

When would her father trust her?

She couldn't hold back her bitter tears; jealousy was tearing her apart. She dashed into her room.

If she had stayed a little longer, she would have seen a sudden change in events.

The streaks of lights were now being repelled with enormous force, causing Draco's body to tremble violently. The subsequent explosion shook the mansion to its core!

Death Eaters were hurled against the walls. As Draco's body thudded on the floor, and blood began to ooze from his nose.

the young body had repelled the magic in a final attempt to save itself from the massive invasion of power.

Lucius' scheme had failed!

.....................

ST.MUNGO HOSPITAL FOR MAGICAL MALADIES AND INJURIES (8 years later)

Oliver awoke with a start and looked around in confusion.

What the hell happened to him?

The strong chemical odour, combined with the strange decor of the room, made him realize he wasn't in heaven.

There was no fire, no screams, he wasn't in hell either!

So, where in the world was he?

He was certain that he was dead, no doubts about it.

Though he couldn't remember much, he remembered the last few minutes of his life as he swerved to avoid an impending collision with a trailer.

His car had spun out of control and crashed into the Thames. He recalled being shocked as water rushed into his vehicle at a rapid speed.

He had struggled to hold his breath as he attempted to open the door of his car, but the river current was too strong.

He then attempted to break the windscreen, but he had been holding his breath for so long that there was an insufficient force in his attempt, and the majority of his energy was absorbed by the water.

his life had slowly drained from his body until he was swallowed into oblivion.

Now here he was, in a strange room that appeared to be from the olden days, and his body was acting strangely. as if it didn't belong to him

He got to his feet and stumbled across the room.

Oliver was shocked to see that he was wearing a grey cloak with strange words that shone on its front

"st. mungo hospital for magical maladies and injuries",

what crap! who wrote such hogwash huh?

magical maladies?

was he in an asylum of some sort?had they somehow saved him and taken him into a mental hospital?

and just what had they done with his beard. he wondered as he felt his smooth shin in shock.realisation finally hit. he was a damn boy! for god's sake, what a drawback.

he stumbled through the room trying to find a mirror. what century did these people live in?

there was no mirror anywhere. he stared at the picture of a bearded man that was hung I the right wall. he deeply envied his long flowless beard.

maybe he could use the glass as a mirror. he didn't like how the guy was staring at him but,.. hell! it was just a picture.

He reached up to take it when suddenly the guy walked right out of his frame!

Oliver recoiled In shock. he had surely lost his mind, people never walked out of pictures in his world,

I am not insane, am I? he wondered.

There was a gentle knock on the door. Before Oliver could react, it was pushed open and a pretty woman in her early thirties entered with a bouquet in her hand.

she was dressed even weirder than Oliver with a black pitched hat on her head. she looked like a witch in one of the tv series.

on seeing him, she seemed to have seen a ghost, she dropped everything and rushed towards him with tears in her eyes.

"ooh my son Draco, you are finally awake and on the very day of your eleventh birthday. how I missed you. I thought you would never make it alive".

Oliver didn't hear anything else she said. he was trying to process her words. Had she just called him Draco? what's more, she had just said today was his eleventh birthday?.was she nuts, he was a man of 45 years.

the door opened again and a malicious-looking man entered accompanied by a young girl of eleven or so. non of them seemed to share the woman's joy.

" look who is finally awake huh!. I guess you didn't want Aster going to Hogwarts alone", the man said.

what the hell? Oliver was suddenly dizzy

"oh Narcissa, let him rest or he shall go into a comma for good"

Oliver's head was almost exploding. Hogwarts, st. mungo, magical maladies, Draco...all this seemed to mean...,

no way!

no fucking way!

he had died after all. how on earth had he been reincarnated in the harry potter universe. and of all people. he was now in the body of Draco Malfoy who had been in a coma for 8 years.

He had never really been an avid harry potter fan, but he knew enough from those movie nights with his friend as a teenager, that it was a magical world with witches and wizards.

suddenly, his head was aching, his vision was blaring. he felt like he wanted to vomit surely they had to have a restroom here.

He spotted the door and excused himself. he had barely locked the door when a crystal ball shot out of his mouth and hit the wall of the bathroom. there was an emission of blue light and a blue display panel appeared in mid-air followed by a female synthetic voice.

'congratulation Oliver Williams.

you have retrieved the magic predator crystal ball

as a result, you have been awarded the "magical predator system".

your default universe is "the harry potter universe"

please note;the system shall provide you with selective memories and mannerism of Draco malfoy.

this system sustains you with magic from every magical creature you kill only during quest.

if you run low on magic before you are sorted into one of Hogwart houses,you will fade from the universe.

your default energy will sustain you until the first completion of your first quest

"to progress through the levels .you need to complete the specified quest within the time limits"

"for details about your system and vitals please check the profile tab on the left of your display. the system is telepathic. navigate it with your thought. your system pseudonym is Draco Malfoy"

PS: FADE (a state of non-existence similar to death)

PSS.fade will be deactivated after being succesfully sorted into the required house.

Oliver stared at the display with awe. so now he was in the harry potter universe due to a crystal ball he had swallowed as he drowned.

he had always been fascinated by the system animes and videos. how could he have known he would be stacked in one just after his death.

he looked at the profile tab and the displays blared and a list of information appeared

user; Draco Malfoy

exp:0

lev;0

magic:40@

on the level tabs, there was a set of written instructions

ps. unlock level 1 before 6 pm today

there was a knock on the door and the woman's voice came through, ", are you all right honey?

Oliver was wondering how to make the screen disappear when it closed. he opened the door to find the woman waiting with a worried look

" am alright mum," he said shocking himself.

he might as well get used to it, he was Draco after all.