That was not something the Order knew about. Was it true? Lucius had seemed himself out there, exactly as Remus remembered the man other than a bit shabbier around the edges for being on the run (something he was a bit too familiar with himself), so it was difficult to immediately accept. Yet at the same time, it did make a certain amount of sense. Voldemort had punished his followers horribly if they failed, they had learned one by one as they disappeared or were 'found', but if Lucius was subject to such punishment over and over... it sounded like those Wizards that Voldemort had put into St. Mungo's.

He did give a nod though, acknowledging what Draco said, and followed the other outside. Immediately his fingers curled around his wand and tugged it out, looking first towards the sky before breathing in slowly. Listening. He could sense the protective charms now on the manor, but had Lucius been caught while finishing them?

"Has your father put up this sort of protection before?" He asked quietly, uncertain what might be watching. "Do you know where he set them?"