Nothing says happy Christmas like Ron in a dungeon.

[napchic]

I give you 20,000+ words of darkish Ron and Hermione hurt/comforty stuff.
This is TMBlue's fault. She encouraged me, and wanted to see how it ended :)

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[tmblue]

//The boy looked at her as if she'd disbanded Christmas.

I'm grinning so wide right now, you have no idea.

//"Even if you're gonna sit there pretending you offering me a shag is a fucking bog standard conversation... when... when you've barely touched me more than that kiss exactly once during a fucking war..."

PHRASING!!!

//"I want to try something. May I tie you up?"
The boy blinked as if confunded.
"I owe George a galleon," he mumbled.

I mayyy have just thrown myself to my bed and giggled hysterically :)

//looked as though he'd won a vault at Gringotts and
found it full of equal parts galleons and spiders.
And then, the girl who had always hoped he would rid her of her
virginity started wanking right above him.

I literally cannot click to the next page fast enough.

//even at rock-hard attention, he
appeared to be more gobsmacked at her
ability to not orgasm than anything else.

I'm in serious danger of quoting every single line of this perfect fic :)

//“Tell that to all the blokes you truss up and manhandle?”

I fucking love him.

//This room is dark as a dementor's arsehole

hahaha

//"It'd be like right after Fred... After the explosion... only you wouldn't be there to stop me from going mad."

Ohhhh. So. Good. I'm tearing up SO bad right now.

AND I JUST LOOKED DOWN AT THE TIME... AND I HAVE TO GO TO WORK.

DAMN YOU, WORK!!! DAMN. YOU.

[napchic]

The owing George a galleon line may be my favorite thing I've ever typed, lol.
I've had to have stolen that from someone, it's too funny for me to have come up with :)

Guh, I'm grinning like an idiot at my phone. Thank you.
It's as much fun reading you enjoy it as writing it.

[napchic]

Also, he is awfully fetching when he's trussed up and manhandled.

[napchic]

FYI Spouse is slightly tipsy and reading my fic aloud from the iPad.
He seems to be enjoying himself a little too much. :)

[tmblue]

HAHA! You are a stronger woman than I! I would be in a STATE if that was happening in my house right now :D

[napchic]

Oh, my face was bright red enough to lead Santa's sleigh, but it was hilarious. He kept agreeing with Ron.

[tmblue]

//"Sorry 'bout how we met. I'm a nice bloke once you get to know
me,"

Oh, that's fantastic.

//"Guh," he replied.

AHHHH!!!

And... and the scar thing at the end. And the blood... kind of a call back, in a way.

I fucking loved this. That's all there is to it. I am so, so happy to have it all finished and in pdf format on my computer. It's just... the best gift. Really. Happy Christmas to all of fandom.

*cling*

[napchic]

oncelikeshari so wins best gift of 2012, but thank you, sweetheart :)

Ron deserves a better writer than me, but Lord, I do love trying to write him. I'm so glad you got a grin out of it :)

And yes, my apologies to his poor head, but ever since I stumbled across the image of his iron bed at the burrow a few months ago, I knew the story had to end right there  with bloodshed of some drastically less horrible nature than in the earlier chapters. It felt like the right bookend :)

My mind makes me do very odd things :)

*clings and squishes*