If I fall asleep before midnight you can still kiss me.
I saw this and had to write a little drabble. Happy New Year to you all
"Where's Draco?"
Harry gave a sigh. "He's still not feeling well, nothing serious, just a case of man-flu. I told him I'd stay in with him, but he insisted I come here. Something about it being a tradition."
Hermione smiled. "Well it is. But I'm sorry he's not here ... he promised me a tango."
"And he didn't forget." Harry held out his arms wide. "I'm supposed to be his substitute."
The smile on Hermione's face grew. "Thank you, but I would like my feet to remain intact until 2012, Harry."
2011 - 2012 -2011 - 2012
The bedroom was in darkness save for a single flickering candle.
Harry turned from the window where he'd been watching the fireworks on the village green. Draco had finally dropped off to sleep about half an hour before thanks to the potion Harry had made earlier. Maybe it was more then just man-flu.
He crossed to the bed and careful not to disturb the sleeping man, climbed under the covers. Draco's forehead was still hot but at least it wasn't clammy any longer which had to be a good thing.
He kissed Draco on the corner of his mouth. "Happy New Year, sweet."
Outside the bells of the Godric's Hollow church began to chime in the New Year.