"Three. Two. One. Happy New Year!"
The chorus of cheers echoed through the dimly lit dining room of Grimmauld Place, the clock striking it's twelve steady beats to signal the start of another year. It was a time of new beginnings, of second chances and hopes for a future. It was guiding in the promise of victory, of better things in the grand scheme of things. This year would be the one to change everything. -This- year, they could finally banish evil from it's grip upon their lives.
Amidst the applauding crowd of amassed Order members, the systematic embrace of one and other took place. Arms encompassed bodies, smiles tinged with the faintest hint of celebratory sherry. All around people were happy, and that was what new year was all about wasn't it? Tiptoeing beside the wolf, the puck stole a kiss, lips pressing softly to his cheek in order to leave a sticky pink smudge of affectionate offering. "Happy New Year, Moons." The young auror blushed, tiny glass raising in an innocent toast for the better months ahead before she disappeared from his sight to wrestle the bottle of Ogden's finest from her dear cousin's already inebriated self.
Remus flushed, amber eyes twinkling brightly as a nervous looking smile crept across his face. "Happy New Year, Nymphadora." He chimed out instinctively, fingertips rubbing over his lipstick tainted cheek as his eyes followed the nymph's departure back towards his longstanding friend. "Happy New Year, indeed."