"He might think that we’d be quite likely to just accept Malfoy’s word, and let him...let him be under close guard but able to wander freely, socialise with Order members. Which would put Malfoy in the perfect position to start feeding information out to you-know-who." Harry lowered his voice even further, shooting furtive glances at Narcissa. "You-know-who has no idea where our base of operations is, and I’m sure he must be getting desperate to find out. Nothing must be irking him more than the fact that we are able to attack and then disappear – with no way for him to strike at our base. So far. And you-know-who isn’t bothered by sending Malfoy – or anyone – on missions with small chances of success. He views most of his followers as expendable. If he thought there was even a tiny chance that Malfoy might succeed in informing you-know-who of our location, he’d do it."