Jake paused when he heard a strange sound, something that sounded like the crack of a whip. He hesitated, looking back towards the Lupin house. Must have been his imagination. He shrugged, then went to get ready for work.

Draco, however, would find out quickly that his mother was waiting up for him. Seated in the front parlor, she tucked something out of sight when the front door opened and lifted a cup of tea instead, looking to her son. "Draco," she said warmly, a tone she never took with him in public. "I'm glad to see you home." Though her tone also suggested she had been worried about why he was so late. Where had he been?