"Rather laugh at others' misfortunes. More fun that way," Draco remarked.

He sighed, and rolled his eyes, "Yes, a poof. A bloody queer. Boy who fancies other boys." He should know the term, been accused of it enough over the years. Until he'd prove otherwise, or simply make them regret their remarks. Usually with Crabbe and Goyle doing the job of making them regret it.