Never had a story for this pair? Now you do!
Disclaimer: Characters, although OOC, belong to JKR.
AN: This is my second fic of the 'Never had a story for this pair? Now you do!' Series.
Pairing: Alastor Moody/Argus filch
Time: Goblet of Fire, before the second task.
Warnings: Male/Male SLASH!! If you don't like it, get nice a friendly with your back button. Plus use of Filch's chains that he's always going on about ;) Oh and bondage, and rape I think... does master/slave sex count as rape?
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Clunk....clunk......clunk.
Argus looked up at the now familiar sound that was approaching his door.
Clunk...clunk....clunk.
His office door swung open so hard that he smashed against the stone wall. A tall imposing figure stood in the doorway, his pale eyes glaring through the darkness to Argus, who was sitting behind his desk.
The tall man shut the door and threw up wards. Before speaking. "Argus, Argus, Argus, have you been a good boy for me?"
His voice cracked through the silent air and Argus swallowed before he spoke.
"Yes sir, I've been doin' exactly as you asked me to sir."
"Good." The man purred, not at all sounding like his normal self. Argus Filch moved out from behind his desk.
"Sir, if I may ask sir, but why did you want me too do..." he paused as a sharp look cut him off, "do what I did?" he finished quickly.
"Even walls have ears my boy, you should know that, you've been in this castle for so long now." The man walked towards him, clunk .... clunk ....clunk.
"Yes sir, that I have sir. But I don't understand."
"You're not meant to understand it you simpering fool, now do you remember what you have to do for me next?" the man barked.
"Yes sir." Filch said quietly moving over to the second door of the office, he stepped through and the older man followed. Argus walked over to the far wall where manacles hung from the ceiling, glistening in the moon light coming through the small window.
Moody flicked his wand and the manacles attached themselves around Filches wrists and ankles, the wrist ones lifting him up off the floor and the ankle ones spreading his legs far apart.
Clunk...clunk...clunk.
Moody flicked his wand again and rip filch of his clothing. He ran his eyes over the body stretched out before him and grinned. He summoned his Lady, and within a second and the sleek black leather handle of his whip rested in his gnarled hand.
The next few minutes where filled with the crack of the whip and the screams of Filch as the leather stuck his body, leaving angry red welts in its place. Though the screams of pain turned to those of pleasure and he was fucked from behind, the whip was being held by magic and continued to strike his body.
His cries and pain and pleasure echoed through the small room and then all was silent except for the ruffle of clothing being readjusted and smoothed out, and the soft whisper of magic as the spells holding the manacles in place were cancelled.
Argus looked up as the clunk...clunk....clunk, faded away. He sighed and got up stiffly. Moving back into his office to stroke Mrs Norris, she always made him feel loved after the meetings, but she wasn't waiting for him.
Pondering where she could be, he suddenly found out as a high pitched wail echoed through the walls. Gathering his cloak he stumbled out of the office, following to its source.
"PEEVES!! What's this racket? Wake up the whole castle, will you? I'll have you, Peeves, I'll have you, you'll... and what is this?"
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AN: this series is definitely one of my more random ideas I have to admit laughs evilly but it is fun!!