"So it's an old money thing." A small nod, starting to get the idea. "Rich folk, something happens, they get snubbed by the community which now pretty much hates them." Jake peered over, pausing in his step to face Draco more. "Do I pretty much have the idea down? And now you want out. Find your own way, make your own life kind of deal? You're not your parents."

As if he'd heard this all before.