Neville smiled at his mates, feeling better at the sight of them. Even if Zach didn't show up, he still had his friends, right? It wouldn't be a bad New Year, not with Ron and Harry about. Neville turned to Ron after Harry came back, giving him a slow smile.
"You're going to sit with us, right mate? I mean, I've had to fend off this table from some pretty fierce blondes. Thought they were going to steal it from me." Neville smiled at Harry before sighing idly and swirling the dredges of his pint about in the bottom of the glass. Merlin, he hoped Zach showed up. Getting shafted and stood up would really kill his New Year.