Chapter One

"It's been a very long day mother". I said to her after she asked me to sit down with her to have tea. "I promise it won't take too long darling"- She promised.

I've been off and on from the Manor in the past couple of months. The remodel project has taken longer than expected and I need to be there in order to make sure they are following the layout I handed them.

"Okay" – I agree sitting down with her to compensate all the time I am not around and she's left sitting here on this empty manor. "How was your day today?"- She asked while she served me a cup of tea. I can see the tenderness reflecting on her eyes, she was really enjoying this moment. Liked she was looking forward to it. I started explaining her about the delays on the current project and the importance of sticking to the deadline we provided to begin with.

She really enjoyed every bit of it. I didn't end up that bad after all. Her plans for me where very simple after the time I had to spent at Azkaban. But I had other plans for myself. While being locked up in that dark cold place and with the extensive time off. I decided I wanted to make a name of my own. I know the last name was already stained by all the damage my father and other Malfoy members committed in the past, but if I was going to be given a second chance in life, I need to make the best out of it.

Once the pardon was given to me, after all the proofs and testimonies where presented and the cooperation I gave in order to detain other death eaters and of course, assisting Potter to finally defeat Voldemort. All played well on me and my freedom. I decided to get back to Hogwarts disregarding my mother's appeal for me to stay home and rest after all that had happened and what others may think of me going back to school.

I founded fair for her to worry, it was natural, she was my mother and she did care about me and my well being as she did when the darkest of time hit us. But I was determined to finish school and most of the former students were not returning due to the circumstances the school was under. I spoke with Professor McGonagall to get her approval for my return. She in fact was very excited for me to come back.

As soon as my studies at Hogwarts were completed I moved overseas. America. Was my destination I studied the school located there and signed up for a few more lessons that were not given at Hogwarts. Those included enchantments for architectural design and much more. I was good at drawing (or so I thought).

I ended up specializing on Architectural Design. I came back to the Manor and started off my life time project. I started off with my life time friends Theodore Nott and Blaise Zabini. They were the only ones (besides my mother) that believed this could work. They had no experience on design or anything of that sort. Theo studied finance and Blaise was an International Director based on his great flying skills and his passion for Quidditch all together.

We tried on offering construction projects and maintenance to old buildings. But not everyone was eager to work with a Malfoy of all people and his "colleagues" as they called my friends. But little by little work was coming in and the business kept on growing, making Theo and Blaze quit the former jobs to join fulltime to our project. We build ourselves a name and a fair respected reputation. All I ever really wanted.

"It was a nice busy day as always mother" – I ended up telling her. "We have a few more projects coming soon for France and Bulgaria. I've also been invited to visit Switzerland next month. They want to make some important modifications to the International confederation of Wizards office" – I finished by taking a sip to the tea cup in my hands. My mother's happy eyes turned sad, she hates staying home all alone.

"I think this is a great chance for you to come with me! I know how much you like the Swiss Alps and it's the perfect time of the year for a good skiing lesson for me, what do you think?" – She didn't need to answer it's was written all over her face and surely well reflected on her beautiful eyes. She started gathering up everything from the table saying she need to start packing and make sure she still fitted on her old skiing equipment.

The smile on her face was everything for me. She fought for me and my safety and yet she was pushed and pulls in so much wrong doing on both sides of her family. I was glad to be the one that had the chance to change things up for her.

I stood up and headed to by bedroom to get some sleep. Remembering all we've been through with my mother and how far We've come, but most importantly how well respected she is as she had deserved her entire life. She has created a nonprofit organization of her own. That helps with medical care and protection to all the orphans left after the war. I'm proud to say that I was the builder of the magnificent castle they live on now.

With that thought in mind. I went off to bed.