He found you rather dangerous, but collected. You didn't boast about your bloodline, you were Voldemort's child. His family feared you, so did he. Now you stood at the Malfoy's door, staring at him.

". . . My Liege. . . why are you here?" He asked, trying to hide his fear. He knew you could kill him or torture him and you'd get away with it. Your father wouldn't care if you hurt Lucius or his family.

Lucius feared you more than he did Voldemort.