Life after the war quite frankly sucked for Draco Malfoy. Yes, his family did end up turning away from The Dark Lord at the last moment; and yes, he did try to hide the identity of the "Golden Trio" when they were brought to the manor.
However, all of those things seemed to be forgotten about him, all that was remembered was that he was a Death Eater.
He chose to return to Hogwarts for his last year, hoping that it would put off him either having to work for his father, or go to Azkaban. He was even selected as head boy due to his high marks in previous years. However, he kept to himself and minded his own business all year.
He barely spoke to the Head Girl, Hermione Granger, unless absolutely necessary. He did his school work, practiced his quiddich, and swam. Yes, that was one thing that the world didn't know about Draco Malfoy, he loved to swim. He had been swimming for as long as he could remember.
Halfway through the year, Draco had a very interesting conversation with the Headmistress. She knew what a hard time he was having and asked if he would be interested in going to a Muggle University to swim competitively. At first he seemed very skeptical, but after discussing it with his mother (his father was in Azkaban), he decided that it would be a good idea. McGonagall gave him a list of universities in America that were tolerant of the wizarding community and had swim teams. There were only 4 on the list, Draco decided that he didn't even want to go look, he just applied to all of them and waited to see which he was accepted into. He got into 2, and after further research, chose Auburn University.
A/N: So, I had gotten away from this story. Now I have writers block on my other story and have gotten back into Dramonie FF. These first 2 chapters suck, it will get better, I just need to set up the story.