Cleaning didn't take long with the two of them, plus the house generally was kept clean - though it always felt more homey than the cool black starkness of the Malfoy manor. Things were put back into place, tidied up, and it was quick enough. During that time, Remus did push on some questions about Jake, curious more about this Muggle Draco had fallen for. It was curious, very much so, and it left him ever more interested in meeting the young man. He kept a smile down, amused about it, though at the same time, it left him afraid that if something drastic needed to be done, it would only hurt Draco more.

By the time five o'clock rolled around, Remus had obviously gone through a bit of effort to clean up himself though nothing could hide the scarring across his face, but he did manage to look presentable when he tried. Mostly. Even more so, he looked so proud whenever he was around Tonks; they drew strength from each other.

He looked up when the front bell rang - which told him it was most likely a Muggle whenever that happened, and gestured with his chin. "Go ahead, Draco."