31st December 1977. Precisely a minute before midnight. As usual, Marlene and Lily were at the Potter’s house for the winter break as they’d all agreed to along side the rest of the marauders and you.

They’d all been up in James’ room chatting and messing around through the late hours of the night waiting for the time to tick by as they thought of ways to spend the time, as they even planned silly little pranks they wanted to play when they got back to Hogwarts, even if Lily scolded her boyfriend, James, for some of the more ridiculous ideas he’d came up with.

It was the type of new years the group could easily get used to, with all of them messing around at the Potter’s playing around with their joking resolutions and silly ideas they’d come up with which they’d forget about the next morning.

They watched as the clock struck midnight whilst Marlene was stood beside you, as her hand had woven into your hair within a minute before her lips crashed onto yours. A new years kiss of course. Before she pulled back with a grin on her face as she chuckled in amusement at the look on your face.