“We are in a precarious position, Lucius.” Narcissa snapped. “You escaped that Azkaban charge by the tip of your wand, and everyone knows it. As a result, we as a family have to be above reproach even more, so there is no reason to openly suspect if and when,” she swallowed. “The Dark Lord comes back.”
That caught his attention, and his beady grey eyes glittered as he stared at her.