"Raise them without the whole money spoiling them?" Draco echoed, a stream of thoughts blazing through his head. Parvati would suffocate their children, no doubt, and try to instill fluffy morals into them. Inadvertently, she would also raise them into expecting to get what they wanted all the time-- and their idea of relating to people from all socioeconomic backgrounds would be to smile patronizingly at the novelty of their 5 galleon sweaters.
Draco finished his cigarette and put it out.
"I'm not leaving," Draco said finally. "It's only for one night this time." Then, "I'll never leave you." His voice was serious and low.