Draco shook his head refocusing back on his laptop. His Father had made it clear if they were turning their property, something Malfoy Senior wasn't particularly fond of, into a sanctuary for the local beasts and wildlife, Draco had to put it all together himself. That, and it had to turn a profit within a year. Draco scoffed. It wasn't as if he wasn't doing all the leg work for Malfoy Industries anyways.