Once they had locked and put Sevela wards on the study of Narcissa Draco hugged his mother "Thank you..." he said and Narcissa was taken aback. It had been years since her son had sown this sort of affection. "Thank you for sending the ring and the letter to Hermione..." Draco said "I am happy that she has your approval at least..." he sighed and walked up to the window. The peacocks that once danced all around the lawns were almost awakes in hiding these days. Some how the garden didn’t look as magical as he remembered