"Three hundred Galleons is really not worth stealing," he said with a smile. That was the cost of a used car for some muggles, but Theodore had his father's fortune and everything he had already built for himself. His investments had seen a lot of growth.
"So, Draco, how is your mother?" Theodore always thought Mrs. Malfoy was fit, but he was a respectable young man and he never let Draco know that he liked to admire. He seemed like he was just being a polite pureblood.