mkay dron nation, i present to you: the fic that stemmed entirely from the offhand thought "ron would have more emotional intelligence than this" while reading a random mention of the sectumsempra scene™ and then summarily took over my entire life.
inspiral
[in which Sirius lives, Harry chills out (relatively), and Ron is forced (by absolutely no one) to pick up the Malfoy-stalking slack.
. . .
Ron paused with his hand reaching for the bathroom door, debating turning back-- back to dinner and his friends and pretending he saw nothing out of the ordinary.













