gossip ➳ drarry

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Draco Malfoy stared sullenly at his phone. It's just like him to speak so arrogantly, he sounds like a pompous fool.

Malfoy had heard the rumors during breakfast that morning as it was passed down each table in the Great Hall like a game of telephone. When the gossip finally reached Draco, he barely believed it. It was probably something Pansy was spreading just for the hell of it, as usual.

But after speaking to Harry he began to feel differently. He didn't personally know any other gay people, other than of course Pansy, a loud bisexual with an equally big attitude.

As Draco thought more and more about it, he realized that there were several instances for it to make sense that Potter was gay. His hair modeled a messy tumblr boy rather than most of the other clean cut haircuts at Hogwarts, where the most variation was color and the side it was parted on.

But with Potter his appearance didn't really match any of the other boys. His hair was massy and tousled, and he had actually experimented with dying it in fourth year. Draco remembered Potter walking in to the Great Hall for dinner one day and having electric blue hair. The entire Slytherin house didn't stop calling him a smurf until the dye wore off.

Not to mention his eyes. His glasses contradict the regular rectangular of slightly ovular shape of glasses at Hogwarts, but were perfectly circular and quite big on his face, which made him seem a bit softer than other boys at the school. And his piercing green red always had a twinkle of cheer in them, no matter the circumstance.

Potter simply wasn't like the other boys.

Draco spun around in his desk chair, wheeling over to none other than Pansy Parkinson, who was preoccupied trying to get open a pesky nail polish bottle.

"Pansy is Potter gay?" He sighed, resting his head in his hand.

"I don't know Draco, why don't you ask him yourself." Pansy smirked, continuing to paint her nails a dark blood red.

"I tried that and he's being an ass" Draco groaned, throwing his phone over to her bed. Pansy skimmed the texts over quickly before giving a disinterested shrug of the shoulders and returning to her nails.

Draco grumbled over to Pansy to reclaim his phone before wheeling back over to the desk in the Slytherin common room.

It's not like he cared anyways. Draco Malfoy obviously has much better things to do with his time.