Clotilda made what sounded like a squeal of utter delight, surely the first time Hermione had ever heard anyone happy to hear about Walburga, and when Pansy told her the address, the squeal got higher and louder.  "The Black house?" Hermione could hear Clotilda say.  "On my Merlin, Pansy, how did you get your hands on that?  I thought Harry Potter lived there!"