"No, I know," Harry said brightly, the subtle buzz of the wine amplifying his interest. Harry was in regular contact with Andromeda, especially after the relationship with Molly had grown strained after the divorce. It just hadn’t immediately connected that Narcissa knew of the house when Bellatrix seemingly hadn’t.<br/>It was also entirely surreal to hear Malfoy speak of the woman Harry only knew as an unfavourable, unpleasant portrait in his hallway, though that perhaps explained the knowledge difference. It made a smile appear and waver when Harry was at a loss on how to easily explain why that remark had humoured him so immensely.<br/>Two and a half glasses of wine in his system, Harry figured Malfoy would have to visit the house himself.<br/>"The Order used it as a safe house during the war, is all," Harry instead offered, finding that to be a better contextualisation of his surprise.<br/>He spoke freely, seeing no use in garnering a secret that was well over a decade old; especially not when it had since become Harry’s house to do with as he pleased.<br/>His smile was wide and bordering on a laugh, looking at Malfoy with immense enjoyment at the revelation. "I don’t think any of them realized you knew about the house."