Narcissa couldn't help but laugh at the mention of her sisters precious neck. She smiled as he kissed the top of her hand. "I have not spoken to her, but when I get home I'll owl her and see what she has to say." she whispered, shaking her head a little bit as she remembered a conversation she had her mother had years ago. Her Mother had always believed that Bellatrix would die because of the Dark Lord, and who was to say she wasn't right? The thought terrified her, and it carried over as far as Lucius was concerned.
"First we need to find out what's going on before either of us do anything. I just don't want you or Draco to get hurt." she whispered, glancing at him seriously-- her eyes carried that fact. She remembered how close she had to come losing him the last time. "If something's going on, I can assure you my brother and sister-in-law will know. Though I do wonder about Peter.." she said, shaking her head. "He was supposed to be dead." she said, frowning. She really didn't like the man, but he may be their only hope.