"Well... I'm not gay. Or into Potter. Ew. What's wrong with you? Just because you want to go around kissing blokes like Potter doesn't mean I do? The way you keep talking, maybe you're the obsessive one." So there. He wasn't weird, everyone else was the problem. He didn't think about Potter too much or talk about him a lot. Did he? Tonight, he'd subtly ask Blaise later. He could owl him.

"You're the one who's into Potter." Ha! Argument won. Draco looked around, pulling a face at all the muggle clutter. "What are we looking for exactly?"