The AllSpark's Chosen

Chapter 23: A Birthday Gift of Magic and Metal

The quiet hum of machinery filled the workshop of Howler Manor as Saber wiped a streak of oil from his hands, standing over his latest creation. The metallic dragon perched on the workbench in front of him, its sleek, steel-plated body glinting in the light, its wings twitching slightly. The dragon's glowing green eyes watched Saber with an almost lifelike curiosity, responding to the magic flowing through its enchanted runes.

It wasn't just a machine. It was a fusion of magic and Muggle technology, something Saber had been experimenting with for weeks. A combination of wizarding runes, spells, and Muggle coding had brought the creature to life, and now it stood ready for its next journey.

Saber smiled softly as he admired his handiwork. This dragon was no bigger than a small house cat, its interlocking metal scales designed for agility, and its tail flicking back and forth. It had taken hours of careful work, but it was finally ready—and just in time.

Tomorrow was Draco's birthday.

The latest letter from Draco had arrived a few days ago, and while it had been filled with updates on Draco's life at Malfoy Manor, the tone had been lighter than usual. Draco had shared memories from past birthdays and mentioned that he wasn't expecting much of a celebration this year due to everything happening with Voldemort's plans.

Saber had decided that this mechanical dragon would make the perfect gift—something to show Draco what he had been working on, while also giving him something unique for his birthday. But before he could send it, there were a few magical touches needed to ensure it reached Draco in perfect condition.

Saber pulled out his wand and pointed it at the metallic dragon.

"Gravitas Penna" he muttered.

A soft glow surrounded the dragon as the spell took effect, making the creature incredibly light despite its metallic frame. Next, Saber cast a shrinking spell, watching as the dragon reduced in size until it was no bigger than the palm of his hand. He carefully placed the now-tiny dragon into a small gift box, nestling it inside soft cloth to keep it secure for its journey.

With a final flick of his wand, he sealed the box, then grabbed a quill and parchment to write a letter to accompany the gift.

Saber folded the letter neatly and tucked it inside the box beside the dragon. He then wrapped the box in simple black paper, tying it with silver twine to give it an elegant finish. Once the package was ready, he called to Noctis, his large Cuban owl, who perched nearby, her golden eyes gleaming with intelligence.

"Noctis," Saber said softly, holding out the package. "Take this to Draco Malfoy. It's for his birthday."

Noctis hooted softly in response, extending her leg so Saber could secure the package. With a graceful flutter of her wings, she took off into the sky, the package safely secured as she began her journey across the ocean to Britain.

Saber watched her disappear into the clouds, a small smile on his lips. He hoped Draco would appreciate the gift—not just for what it was, but for what it represented. Magic and mechanics working together, bridging two worlds that were often kept apart.

With a deep breath, Saber turned back to the workshop, already thinking about his next project.

A Week Later: Malfoy Manor

The atmosphere in **Malfoy Manor** was charged with anticipation. It wasn't just any day—it was **Draco's birthday**, and the normally reserved house was filled with people who mattered most to the **Malfoy family**. The grand dining hall, with its towering ceilings and dark, opulent décor, echoed with the low hum of conversation as a gathering of **Death Eaters**, close family, and friends filled the long table.