"Greetings, both of you," Melinda said calmly as she inclined her head towards both of the elder Malfoys, studying them before her eyes focused on Lucius. Her carpet bag she put down, walking over towards him, her eyes focused firmly on him. "...I was told you might need some assistance in making sure that any wounds are fully healed." Her voice was almost songy, soft, and just for him.

For Lucius, it was almost-trance-like. It felt calming, non-threatening.