"Dad says he's gay and he most definitely is like that with Potter. I don't think he meant that they play exploding snap together," Scorpius said with a frown. "And I don't think; I know. Dad told me. He didn't want to keep it a secret a suppose. Didn't you know?" Now he started to worry. He hadn't meant to out his father, but the two of them seemed pretty obvious, sitting together, talking. How had his grandfather not noticed?
He nodded. "But wizarding not Muggle." He looked at his father. "I don't know, maybe because people think that we're the ones who gave Voldemort a place to stay, or because the only reasons you lot stayed out of jail is because Mr. Potter testified in your favour, or because one side hated us for helping Voldemort and the other hated us because Grandmother lied to Voldemort to protect Mr. Potter and you two testified against Death Eaters? You can take your pick. Grandmother was grateful that the Malfoy name was tied to me and not the past."