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HARRY POTTER AND FILCH'S DARK SECRET The shadowy figure crept softly through the dark corridors of Hogwarts, lighting its way with a dim lantern held aloft. It was past midnight and the school janitor Filch was doing his rounds. His cat, Mrs Norris padded lightly by his side, keen eyes surveying the dim depths of dark passageways. Filch often prowled the corridors at night, looking for rule breakers of course, but this time it was for a more sinister purpose! As he neared the Gyffindor dormitories he paused part way along a corridor. He stooped down and stroked his beloved cat. “Of you go a huntin now my sweet” He said. Mrs Norris padded off into the distance to pursue her own agenda for the next few hours. Filch reached out with one hand and gently stroked a finger down the side of a wooden panel. Without a sound, it slid to one side and Filch stepped into the darkness beyond! He made his way down the narrow passageway behind the walls until he arrived at his target. He leaned close against the wall on one side, facing it and felt around with one hand at eye level until he found a small handle. Gripping the handle he pulled to one side and a small panel slid away revealing an eye sized hole! Filch peered through the hole and smiled wickedly. There in front of his gaze were two neat rows of four poster beds. Each one containing the sleeping form of an eleven year old, first form girl! From his pocket, Filch produced a small phial, opening it he held it to his lips and blew. A thin, blue mist flowed through the eye hole and swept around the room, putting each of the sleeping girls into an even deeper sleep! He slid his hand further down the panel, found another handle and turned it. The whole panel opened out and he stepped through and into the dormitory! Once Filch was inside he walked quietly from bed to bed, illuminating each, sleeping face with his lantern until he found his target! “Well, well, well” He said “Ain’t you the prettiest little thing Miss Grainger!” He sat down on the bed and pulled the sheets to one side. Then he pulled Hermione Grainger’s nightdress up and stroked his hand over her flat, pre-teen chest, down over her smooth belly and mound and into her panties where he rubbed his fingers gently up and down her hairless slit! “Yeah” he growled, “Very, very pretty! Time fer you to come and play some games with ol Filch my pretty little cherub!” He lowered her night dress again, lifted her off the bed and over one shoulder and crept out of the room, closing the panel and eye hole behind him! ---- Harry paused in mid step, somewhere ahead of him he had heard a noise! Was it Filch on one of his nocturnal prowls? Or one of the teachers on some late night mission? Perhaps it would be Snape and he could follow him and see if he led the way to the Philosopher's Stone! He hugged the wall of the corridor and drew his invisibility cloak tightly around himself. A figure approached, holding a lantern aloft! “Blast” thought Harry, “It’s only Filch after all, but what’s he got over his shoulder?” Harry kept quiet as a mouse as Filch walked past him. To his horror he could clearly see that Filch was carrying a young girl over his shoulder! “What the Hell’s he up to?” He thought! His eyes, already wide, opened even wider as he looked at Filch’s retreating back. He couldn’t see the girl’s face but no-one else in the school had a shocking mane of hair like that! It was Hermione! Harry set aside all thoughts of finding clues about the Philosopher’s Stone and followed! Eventually, they arrived at Filch’s office, Filch rattled a huge set of keys and unlocked the door. It took him a while to sort himself out, being encumbered with the sleeping girl over one shoulder. Harry took the opportunity to sneak in and hide in a corner! Filch put Hermione down in a chair and locked the door. As Harry watched in fascination, Filch went over to the other side of his office and pressed against a piece of ornate moulding on a picture frame. To one side an entire bookcase hinged open to reveal another chamber behind it! Filch picked up the sleeping Hermione and stepped through, Harry followed. Inside the chamber Filch laid Hermione on the floor, lit several torches on the walls and then pressed one of the stones to one side of the opening. The bookcase slid back in place! “Alone at last my little pretty” Said Filch as he stood over the sleeping Hermione. Harry almost gasped out loud as he ran his eyes around the small chamber! In the middle was a large frame made of dark wood with straps attached to it here and there. Whips and chains hung on the walls. A brazier sat in one corner with several irons in it! From several other horrible devices large and small that Harry saw as he looked around, he quickly realised the nature of the room. It was a torture chamber! Harry watched, helpless as Filch knelt down and began to remove Hermione’s nightdress! What could he do? Filch was a grown man! He had his wand but had no inkling of any kind of spell that could help! He was just a boy, a learner! Possibly the only person who could help was Hermione herself but she was sleeping like a baby. Filch had now stripped Hermione completely naked and had tied her hands together! Harry watched as Filch easily lifted the girl up and buckled a strap between her wrists leaving her hanging from the top beam of the timber frame. Taking hold of each foot in turn he then splayed Hermione’s legs wide open and strapped them to the uprights of the frame! Harry went red, red with embarrassment on looking at his friend’s nude body and red with anger at what Filch was doing! But he also felt other feelings too, a stirring in his groin at the sight of the young girl’s nakedness! He watched in fascination as Filch rubbed his gnarled, old hands all over Hermione’s body, stroking her back and cupping and squeezing her firm, young buttocks. Caressing her flat chest and tweaking her nipples, rubbing her belly and hairless mound and fingering her tender slit! “NO!” He yelled, then cursed at his mistake! He ran for the doorway and reached out for the stone that moved the bookshelf. Too late! Strong hands grabbed him, even groping blindly Filch had found him easily in the small room. He ripped away Harry’s cloak! “Ahhhhhh, the Potter boy!” Said Filch, an evil grin on his face. “Two for the price of one tonight, not bad going for old Filch eh!” He took the phial out of his pocket and held it under Harry’s nose. Harry fought and struggled as best he could, but it was no use! Within seconds he passed out into a deep sleep! ---- Harry groaned and opened his eyes, he felt groggy and sick. He tried to speak but found he couldn’t as something was in his mouth. He quickly realised that he was wearing some kind of gag which was strapped around his head! As his eyes focused he saw Hermione in front of him, still naked and strapped to the wooden frame! She too was wearing a gag. It was like a large ring, forcing her mouth wide open and it had a stopper in it. Harry assumed that his was the same. To his horror he realised that he too, had been stripped naked and he was very firmly strapped to iron rings set into the wall. His arms and legs spread wide apart! Hermione could obviously see as much of him as he could of her! “Both my little toys wide awake now then eh?” Said Filch. As he came into view Harry felt even sicker! He just was not ready for what he saw! Filch too was naked! Except for a studded leather collar and a leather body harness! He stood in front of Harry and leered at him. To Harry’s shock he realised that Filch was stroking his wrinkled old penis, making it bigger and harder! Something he was rubbing into it was making it very big and hard indeed! “I was only lookin fer Miss Grainger there tonight!” He said “You comin along was a bonus! Want to know why? Well I’ll tell yer!” He stood in between Harry and Hermione, eying them both up and rubbing his cock which had grown to an eye watering length of ten inches and a thickness of two and a half! “Old Filch comes from a long, long line of pure bred wizards!” He continued, “But you know what! He ain’t got an ounce of magic in him! Nope, not even a spark, ol Filch is a squib!” He walked over to the hanging form of Hermione and stroked her hair. “Then every year, at least one like you comes along! A witch or wizard with a whole load o magic in em but with muggle parents! It fair gripe’s ol Filch’s guts it does! So ol Filch plays a little game with these newcomers! He takes em, brings em ere, tortures em and fucks em ragged! That’s what ol Filch does!” He licked Hermione on her face and she winced and turned away! Filch placed a small table in between them and placed a few things on it. Candles, needles and some bottles. He picked one up and showed it to them. “How does Filch do it yer wondering right!” He said. “This bottle puts yet ta sleep!” He picked up a second bottle, “This fixes up any cuts, bruises and burns!” He picked up the third bottle “And this makes yer ferget! There’s plenty o potions and powders to help them as can’t do magic! So I’ll have a few hours fun with the both of yer then I’ll fix yer, make yer ferget, put yer t sleep and take yer back to yer dorms. In the morning you’ll wake up knowing no different, cept maybe havin had a nightmare!” He walked over to Hermione and put his hand on her sex again. Taking hold of her clit hood he pinched and twisted hard! She screamed at the sudden pain but her gag muffled it! “Tomorer” he continued “Maybe ol Filch will bring yer back n do it all again! Or maybe I’ll pick on one of the other muggle borns!” He walked back over to Harry and put one hand on his chest and stroked it down! Down over his belly and groin until he cupped Harry’s penis and balls in one hand! “Course I prefers girls y know!” He grinned “But little boys can be fun too!” He closed his hand tightly and squeezed hard! Harry groaned in pain as the strong hand crushed his balls together and squeezed until he felt sick again! ---- Ron woke up with a start! Something felt wrong! He got out of bed, pulled on his dressing gown and walked across to Harry’s bed. Pulling at the sheets he groaned! The bed was empty! “Oh bloody Hell!” he exclaimed, “He’s off again!” He checked the time, it was nearly three o’clock in the morning! “Something’s up!” He thought, “He’s never this late, something’s gone wrong!” He paced up and down the room wondering what to do. The sensible thing would be to go and get Hermione and seek her help. But it was impossible for boys to enter the girl’s dorms. Magic spells and traps prevented it! But he had to get help from someone. Harry must be in trouble somewhere or he would have been back by now. There was only one thing for it, he didn’t like doing it but he was going to have to go and get his brothers Fred and George! He didn’t like that idea but it was his only one! Fred and George were more trouble than a barrel full of flying monkeys, but they also had more tricks up their sleeves than anyone else he knew! ---- “Mph, mph, mph” spluttered Hermione as Filch’s magically enhanced cock pumped in and out of her mouth, the ring gag holding her jaws firmly apart! He had placed the table in front of her and was standing on it now, fucking her face and throat furiously! He grunted and she grimaced as she felt and tasted his foul spunk bursting into her mouth and throat! Filch held himself there as his cum spurted into her. Then he dragged his cock out of her aching mouth and put the plug back into her gag. “You got a nice, moist, silky mouth on you girlie!” He said, leering at her. “Let’s see what yer little boyfriend’s is like!” He dragged the table over to Harry and stood on it again. Despite having just cum like a fountain into Hermione’s throat, his cock was still rigid and huge! Filch rubbed the monstrous length over Harry’s face. Harry tried to pull away but the wall prevented him. Filch took hold of his head and pulled the plug out of his ring gag. “Special ointment boy!” He gloated “ Keeps me stiff as a pole all night and I can cum bucket load after bucket load” To Harry’s disgust Filch thrust his filthy rod into his mouth and started to pump away , grunting like a pig! Deeper and deeper into Harry’s mouth the smelly, slimy cock pounded, making Harry choke and retch. He could do nothing to resist, Filch gripped Harry’s head firmly and made one final, powerful lunge forwards yelling out loud as he spurted inside the boy’s throat. “Nnnngggggg” groaned Harry as his eyes watered and his throat and mouth filled up with the sticky fluid. He had no choice but to swallow the slimy mess, it was that or choke!. “Not bad” growled Filch as he dragged his cock out of Harry’s mouth and stepped off the table. “Not bad at all” He smiled at Harry and Hermione as cum drooled out of Harry’s mouth and over his chin. Then he put the table back in between the two children and put Harry’s gag plug down on it. Walking over to Hermione he removed her plug too and put it beside Harry’s. Both tried to speak and protest but the ring gags made it impossible. All that happened was that grunts and groans and drool came out of their mouths! “Now I wants ter hear ya both scream!” Said Filch. He walked over to the wall where the whips were hanging and selected a long, rough, rawhide lash! He returned to stand in between them and moved the table out of his way. He gave the lash a few, experimental flicks then grunted and sent it whistling towards Hermione! She shrieked out loud as it cracked across her chest, tearing the skin and leaving a red trail in her flesh. As the whip left Hermione, Filch cracked it in the opposite direction and it raked across Harry’s belly! He screwed his eyes shut and screamed as horrible pain shot through him! “Ah this is just like the old days” said Filch with a smug grin on his face as he cracked the lash over and over again across Harry and Hermione’s naked, trembling bodies making them shriek and scream in utter agony! “Gawd how I miss em!” He continued as he snapped the tip of the whip onto Harry’s penis and balls and onto Hermione’s slit and nipples! On and on the cruel torture went until Filch had had enough and dropped the lash onto the floor. Harry and Hermione’s bodies were covered in dozens of bloody welts and rivers of blood ran down both of their torsos. Their heads hung limply forward onto their chests. Their breathing was laboured and they were faint from the pain. Filtch held another small bottle under their noses, one after the other and the smell of the contents jerked them both awake again! Then he poured some ointment from one of the larger bottles onto both their bodies and rubbed it in with his hands. To their amazement the wounds disappeared leaving their skin whole and unblemished. But the terrible pain remained! “See” said Filch “Cuts and such clear up in no time, but the pain stays until I puts yer ta sleep!” He walked back to the table and picked up several, long needles. “Now fer something a bit more subtle!” ---- “Huh! Wassat?” Mumbled Fred as Ron shook him hard, he opened his eyes and found his younger brother staring at him with a very worried expression on his face! “What the Hell do you want?” “It’s Harry!” Said Ron moving to the next bed to shake George awake “He’s gone off again and he’s really late, I think he’s in trouble!” “Well what do you expect us to do about it?” Mumbled Fred as Ron reeled from the impact of a pillow deftly wielded by a very grumpy George! “Well I need your help don’t I!” Ron retorted as a second pillow narrowly missed him! Eventually he managed to get both of his brothers out of bed, into their dressing gowns and into the Gryffindor common room where they all sat around a table! “Look if Harry’s really in trouble” Said George “Then you need to tell McGonnagle! She’s the head of house and whatever mess he’s gotten himself into might be beyond our abilities!” “Are you mad?” Groaned Ron. “He’ll be expelled for sure! You are the last people I’d expect to go and advise me to go to a teacher!” Fred and George looked at each other then turned to Ron again. “Give us a minute Ron” Said George and the twins got up from the table, went in to a corner and had a mumbled conversation. Presently Fred went back up to the dormitories and George returned to the table. “Where’s he gone?” Asked Ron, genuinely puzzled. George leaned over and patted his younger brother on the shoulder. “Don’t worry Ron” He said, “He’s just gone to see if he can find out where Harry is!” Presently Fred came running back into the common room and sat down beside them again. “You’ll never guess” He said “Harry’s with old Filch!” Ron and George stared at Fred in disbelief with their mouths open. “In Filch’s office?” Said George “At this hour? What the Hell is Filch doing with him?” Fred shook his head. “Not in Filch’s office!” He said “Behind Filch’s office! Seems he’s got a secret room back there that we didn’t know about! And what’s more, Hermione’s there too!” “What!” Exclaimed Ron “How the bloody Hell do you know all that?” He asked, shaking his head and wondering if his brother was having him on. “We have our methods, that’s all you need to know little brother!” Said Fred “From what I can tell it looks like Harry and Hermione are standing still, several feet apart and Filch is moving in between and around them!” “Right!” Said George “We’d better get our wands and get down there to see what’s going on! At least we know Harry’s not being eaten alive by a Troll somewhere!” “Or worse!” said Ron “In a teacher’s office like Snape’s!” ---- “Aiiiiiiiieeeeeeee” Screamed Hermione as the third needle was pushed into her flesh! This one went straight into her left nipple until it stuck straight out of her chest. A second needle was sticking out of her right nipple. The first had been pushed into her clit hood and was also sticking straight out. Harry was groaning in torment as he hung from the wall. His nipples also bore needles sticking straight out and a third had been pushed down into the head of his penis! Filch picked up a candle from the table, lit it and moved to stand behind Hermione. He rubbed one hand over her chest, teasing her sore nipples and making her wince and groan. Tears flowed from her eyes and ran down her cheeks. Grinning, Filch moved his hand down her body and squeezed her clit hood which made her scream in pain again! “Oooohhhh I likes a good scream I does!” Said Filch “But you ain’t felt nothing yet girlie!” He brought the candle close to her chest until the flames licked around the end of the needle sticking out of her right nipple! Within seconds the needle became burning hot and seared her tender flesh! “Eeeeeeeee!” Shrieked Hermione! “Eeeeeeeee! Eeeeeeeee!” She shook her head, violently from side to side as the hot needle burned her! “Hurts like Hell don’t it my little pretty!” Sneered Filch. He pulled the flame away and settled it onto the needle sticking out of her left nipple, within seconds she was shrieking in anguish again! “Ho, hooo! That’s it” said Filch “Scream and wail for ol Filchy!” He moved the candle flame down to the needle sticking out of her clit hood and started burning her there too! “That’s it girlie” He continued as Hermione screamed like a banshee! “Scream for me! Scream loud! LOUD!” Hermione struggled in her bonds but was helpless, she could not move away from the flame. She was in horrible pain as the needle burned and burned. Then, in the midst of her agony she felt Filch rubbing something oily and slick deep into her arsehole! “Heh, heh, heh!” cackled Filch! “Now you filth! Ol filch is going to fuck you up this lovely, little arse of yours!” At that, Hermione felt Filch’s cock pressing up against her rectum! She tried to yell out in protest but all that came out of her mouth were gurgles, moans and more drool! Then her head jerked back and she squealed in more pain as the huge cock was rammed into her! Plunging deep into her insides in one go until Filch’s groin slammed into her backside! “Now scream yer little bitch!” he yelled as he began ramming his cock in and out of her backside and tormenting her nipples and clit with the hot candle flame! Harry looked on in horror at his friend Hermione being horribly tortured and raped by the vile old Filch! As the old caretaker grunted and groaned and Hermione screamed and screamed, Harry realised with terrible dread that he would be next! Filch had not pushed needles into his nipples and penis for nothing! After a while of raping Hermione’s arse, Filch pulled out of her and walked around to face her! The little girl’s eyes were wide open in fear, pain and horror. He unstrapped her ankles from the wooden frame and pulled her hips towards him. The tip of his monstrous cock pressed against her vaginal entrance! She shook her head and pleaded with her eyes, but it was no use. Gripping her hips firmly, the ancient janitor lunged forwards and forced his length into her cunt! Tearing her flesh, ripping her hymen, robbing her of her virginity and sending new, agonising waves of pain surging through her loins! Harry watched with growing revulsion as his young friend was horribly and brutally raped! Watched as Filch plunged his filthy rod in and out of her. Watched as Filch grunted and came into her again, flooding her with huge bursts of cum which flowed out of her raw and bleeding sex and spilt onto the floor! “Haaaaaaa” Groaned Filch and slid his still rigid shaft out of Hermione. He let go of her and she hung limply by her wrists as he turned and faced Harry! Leaving the sobbing and bleeding Hermione behind him he walked towards the helpless young wizard, stroking his monster cock which was still rock hard! Harry turned his head to one side as the caretaker licked his tongue up and down Harry’s face, his stinking breath assaulting Harry’s nose. “Your turn now!” Said Filch, leaning down and unfastening Harry’s ankles. As soon as they were free Harry desperately lashed out with his feet but it was to no avail. Filch took hold of each foot and lifted them up, strapping them to the rings to which Harry’s wrists were attached. In this position, Harry’s backside was open and presented to Filch’s probing shaft and soon it was Harry who was screaming as the monster cock invaded his rectum! As Filch pounded into Harry’s arse, he produced a candle, lit it and proceeded to touch the flame to the needles sticking out of Harry’s nipples and penis! The pain was incredible and Harry screamed long and loud at the horrible torture and brutal anal rape! “Ahhhhh Gawd!” Exclaimed Filch as he spurted into Harry’s rectum! Tears ran down Harry’s face from the terrible pain and humiliation. Filch withdrew and his cum flowed from Harry’s backside and spilt onto the floor. Filch sighed and sat down on the table. He looked at his two, young victims, hanging limply from their restraints and grinned. “All these great and powerful wizards everywhere” He said “But none of em can compare to an old caretaker with a room full of potions and powders and a wise head on his shoulders!” Filch got up, walked towards the doorway and pressed the stone which made the bookcase swing open into his office. “What I need now” He said , grinning back at his two victims, “Is a good, long drink of Fire Whisky to round the night off!” He stepped through the opening. “STUPIFY” said a loud voice! There was a blinding flash and Filch came hurtling back into the small chamber, green light dancing around his body! He fell to the floor and was unconscious in an instant! ---- “BLOODY HELL!” Exclaimed Ron as he stepped into the torture chamber behind Fred and George and looked around. There was Harry, naked and chained to the wall! There was Hermione, also naked and hanging from a wooden frame! But worst of all was the sight of the naked Filch in his bondage straps! Fred rushed over to Harry and George went to Hermione. Seconds later both children had been freed, laid on the floor, their gags removed and had been covered with Fred and George’s cloaks to hide their nakedness. “That evil old devil” said Fred “Look at what he’d done to them! They are all burned and they’ve been, well, …….. raped!” “P, potions, said Harry, pointing to the table . George fetched the bottles and listened carefully as Harry explained what Filch had done and what the bottles were for. “This isn’t for your eyes little brother” said George and ushered Ron out into Filch’s office. When he had gone he removed his cloak from Hermione and rubbed her burns with the healing ointment. He also massaged it into her sex and rectum. Fred did the same for Harry then helped him into his clothes. “What are we going to do about Hermione?” Said George. We don’t know how to get her back into her dorm!” Fred pulled out his wand and raised it up. “Axio Hermione’s robes!” he exclaimed. “We’ll dress her in her robes and leave her on a sofa in the common room, she will wake up there and assume she dozed off! We’ll also give them a good dose of this forget potion, I think it best that they never remember this horrible episode!” There was a whooshing noise and Hermione’s robes flew into the chamber and settled on the floor. “I think we should give Ron some of the forget potion too!” Said George as the 2 older boys dressed Hermione “I don’t think he could cope with this burden”. Eventually Harry and Hermione were sat in chairs in Filch’s office, fast asleep again. Their wounds were all healed and they had been given a good dose of the forget potion. Ron had agreed to help Fred take his two friends back to the Gryffindor dorms using a levitation spell and had also agreed to take some of the forget potion himself. “I’ll stay here” Said George “And make sure that Filch gets a taste of his own medicine and that he never does anything like this again!” He raised his wand up, “Axio project NCC1701!” ---- “Oohhhhhh” groaned Filch as he awoke from the stupefying spell. “Gawd what hit me!” As he grew aware of his surroundings he realised that he was lying face down on the table in his torture chamber . His body, still naked, was on the table surface and his arms and legs were very firmly tied to the table legs! “I hit you, you evil old bastard!” Said George, stepping into view, “With a stupefying spell! Your evil games are over Filch! We’ve collected enough evidence to have you put away for a long time and it’s all in a safe place. Truth is though that you are not worth the trouble but step out of line again and we’ll blow the whistle on you!” Filch shot George an angry look and nodded grudgingly, his nocturnal playtimes were over! George pulled a stool over to the table and laid an object on it where Filch could see it. It was like a huge penis, over a foot long and three inches thick. “Wha’s that?” asked Filch, a look of concern on his face. It dawned on him that he hadn’t been tied to the table for nothing! “That” Said George. “Is a little project my brother and I have been working on. When we leave this miserable school it is our intention to earn a living by opening a magic joke shop. But as a side business we are also working on sex toys for discerning wizards and witches!” He pointed to the huge phallus. “May I introduce you to project NCC1701. The flying penis! Once instructed to do so the flying penis will instantly launch itself at it’s intended target and proceed to fuck the Hell out of it until it is told to stop! Well, that’s the theory anyway. Problem is we haven’t perfected the stopping part yet. The damn thing just keeps on going no matter what we do! Filch looked at the huge phallus as it lay there on the stool, mere inches from his face. He snorted in contempt and growled. “Flying penis my arse! What the! NO! ARGH! AAAARGHHHH! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!” |