gregory goyle

Inspired by a post on Tumblr, this is a AU story set during Harry's sixth year at Hogwarts, with one big, foul-mouthed difference. Instead of Horace Slughorn, the position of Potions professor will be taken on by...Gordon Ramsay.

Just…stepcest smut. 🙃 Started off as a twitter Drabble, but each chapter gets longer and eventually we see a minute amount of substance. Mostly just porn though. 😊💜

"Are you ok?!" Draco whisper-shouted in Harry's face. Now, Harry couldn't see all that well without his glasses, but he could make out that Draco looked a bit different — his features a bit more defined with less baby fat. His voice, too, sounded a bit lower, cracking almost like Harry's does occasionally. Harry nodded his head, his mind reeling. "W-w-wha' are y-you d-doin' here?!" Harry whisper-shouted back between his smushed cheeks. "I've come to rescue you, of course!"

Right now, Draco sat on the edge of his bed, nervously biting his nails as he imagined the upcoming school year. It had been a strange summer, with his parents and aunt and uncle all spending their days out in the country at the Manor. He had been left alone with his house-elf Dobby, who had been instructed to bring him everything he needed. Hiding from those hungry photographers who badly need the money to even picture Draco's hair.