Despite the fact that it was probably more than a decade since the house had been used as a safe house for the order, it still felt like Potter was over sharing in a big degree to Draco. In a way, he couldn’t help but wish that Potter hadn’t told him, because he felt like he had to tell someone else.<br/>It was weird how urges like those could stay in him for years, still feeling very much like the war was still raging, even if normal life had resumed for most people.<br/>“I think it’s lucky that no one realised that,” he stated, having never thought to mention it to anyone in the Dark Lord’s ranks, as his mother had never seemed to make a big deal of it either. The two of them could have really wreaked havoc with that information.<br/>Draco was pleased that they hadn’t known.<br/>“It was a smart move though,” he stated, taking a sip from his wine as he allowed the feeling to settle properly in. “As far as I recall, that house is more warded than any other place I’ve ever seen.”