Build Your Own Pillar Of Storgé...

Heard of this false rumour, that book 6 was gonna be called "Harry Potter and the Pillar of Storgé"? 😖hifty:

So many people went for it, some said it was almost a shame that it wasn't true!

So... 😮‍💨

What about making it just a little bit true? 😱

Let's all pile a little more Storgé (what about no more than a few lines each, so it is light an easy), and we'll soon get a full (very kinky) book! 🤣

Here is a little start:
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HARRY POTTER AND THE PILLAR OF STORGE

"Watch carefully, you pityful creature!" Bellowed Tom Marvolo Riddle.
Swiftly, the Dark Sorcerer drew random letters in the air with the tip of his wand. Harry felt like he had already seen this.
But then, he waved again, and the letters changed places to finally spell the word: 'STORGE'.
This meant nothing, and sounded absolutely stupid to the Boy Who Lived.
That was when the Dark Lord started laughing his a** off, choking between two uncontrollable giggles:
"Hee hee hee! "STORGE"! Hee hee ha ha ha... Did... did ya get it? Hee hee hee... Did ya?... Hee hee ha ha HA HA HAAA..."
Harry woke up with a start. This had been the silliest dream he had ever had.

But... What if it had some meaning?
Frantically, he started scribbling these fateful letters on a random piece of parchment, trying to make out a possible sense...

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The rest is up to YOU, guys!
And of course... the more crazy, the more funny!
😊 The rest is up to YOU, guys!

Harry lay in bed thinking about hermio....his dream! He didnt know much about any Pillar of Storge, but he knew he thought the whole idea was a pile of it. Harry laughed at his shameful 'pile of storge' joke before getting ready in his usual disgusting outfit and running downstairs to be less than warmly greeted by the Dursleys, who had recently discovered that physical abuse hurt harry more than verbal.

Harry sat down at the table and, quite bravely, reached for the bacon. His hand was quickly grabbed by his uncle, who gave him a leering grin. "Its not breakfast time for you boy, its....tea time." He then proceeded to throw his cup of tea into the face of his writhing nephew.