"See you soon, sweetheart." With that, Narcissa had walked away, leaving Draco alone in the small, nondescript Ministry office. He had looked around, noting the bland landscape oil paintings on the walls, wondering (not for the first time) how he had gotten there.When his thoughts had only circled around and around in a listless loop, he had allowed one more moment to quietly lament his mother’s departure, before making his way up to the Auror department. He had completed the paperwork to begin his Auror training, set up meetings for his aptitude testing, companion NEWT study program, and physical examination. He had rounded out the day by signing over a hefty portion of his Gringotts vault to the war-time recovery fund. As he had gone about completing these necessary (albeit mundane) tasks, he had found that he didn't mind it, it had all just compounded into an exceedingly long day.