He could see it in his head clear as day- the smile on her face as she came through those ridiculously tall doors to hear the thundering of small feet and the joyous shriek of "Momma’s home!" the way she’d catch the small boy up in her arms and swing him around, laughing "what did you do today, Sunshine?" but would that delighted, adoring smile melt from her face when he came into the hall? Would she greet him with a simple nod, "Draco, hope your day has been well." ? He had to accept that that was all he deserved from her. He knew she’d at least give him simple civility. He climbed to his feet with a deep sigh. He needed to take a bit and adjust the wards around the house. The normal ones kept people from apparating in and out of the house itself unless there were exceptions made. He wanted her to be able to come and go as freely as from her own little cottage. 