Ginny had finished her third--fourth?--Guiness when she felt strong arms wrap around her. Slightly chapped lips brushed against her neck and she shivered pleasantly, squeaking a bit in surprise. She turned in Neville's arms and kissed him exuberantly. She felt all warm and cozy and now Neville was here and they could have a cuddle and leave early and it'd be very nice.
"Look everyone, Neville's here!" she shouted the pub at large, kissing Neville again. "You mad I started without you?" she asked in a more normal tone. She waved over the other bar-tender, as Seamus was busy, and ordered Neville a scotch along with one for her. It would be her last, but she didn't want Neville to drink alone. "I'm glad you came, love, I was afraid I'd have to come drag you away from your work!"