Book Worm

\"Book Worm\"
By Pluto

Summary: Late at night, Filch catches Cho sneaking around in the library. What\'s a man to do when he\'s got a defiant girl in his clutches?
Disclaimer: Obviously I don\'t own Harry Potter.
Notes: Written for robin.

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Filch was known for his bizarre punishments, but this was ridiculous.

Cho yanked on the chains once more, but to no avail. They weren\'t coming undone. She lay panting on the stone floor of Hogwarts, exhausted.

It had been twenty minutes now. Twenty minutes since she\'d snuck into librlibrary. Nineteen since she\'d broken into the Restricted Section. Sixteen since she\'d found the book she needed, and fled to the exit. And fifteen since she\'d been ensnared in this trap of Filch\'s. He\'d caught her in the library at night before, but she didn\'t think he\'d been serious when he threatened to make her pay for it the next time she came around.

A croaking voice came from the shadows.

\"Well, well.\"

She twisted her neck around to see that bastard smiling at her in the light of the lamp he was holding up.

He limped toward her. Thankfully, he was not followed by his ugly brown cat.

God damn it, Cho thought. He\'d probably been watching her struggle the whole time.

\"Got yourself stuck, did you, Chang?\" he tittered.

He put his wrinkled hand on the chains that bound her on the ground. They were shackles, really—one on each appendage. Her hands were shackled to either side of the doorway. Her feet were shackled to...well, she couldn\'t tell. The chains just led away, right up into the shadows of the library. But she could tell, humiliating enough, that they lifted her legs slightly into the air, so that her thighs were apart and her knickers were in plain view of the pervert blatantly eying them.

\"Need some help, do you?\" he asked, trailing his hand down the chain of one leg.

\"Nice of you to notice.\"

He tittered again, that evil sort of sound that only Filch could make. It made her shiver more than the icy temperature of the floor on her upper back, as her shirt continued to ride upward.

\"Well,\" he said, \"what\'s a nice little girl doing out at night?\" He eyed the book that had fallen out of her hands when she was captured. \"Charms and Potions: A Witches Guide to Retrieving a Lost Lover,\" he read. \"Tsk, tsk. That\'s a Dark book, that is.\"

\"You\'re sharp tonight. Since you\'ve already solved the mystery, why don\'t you take the book, put it in your little stash of student artifacts, and turn me in to my Head of House?\"

Filch\'s lips thinned. He leaned close, putting a hand on her leg and hunching over her to growl, \"I don\'t like your tone.\"

She heaved a sigh. \"Shut up and tell me what you want.\"

\"You know what I want, Chang,\" he leered.

\"You know what? I\'d rather not, you great pervert. I\'ll take my punishment from someone who doesn\'t stalk children for a living, thanks.\"

He straightened up. He looked at the book closely. He said, \"You were seeing that Potter boy last year.\"

Cho felt a pang of alarm. \"Yes.\"

\"You\'re not seeing him anymore.\"

\"No.\"

\"And you\'re likely not borrowing this book,\" he said, toeing the large leather-bound manual, \"to figure out how to dig up that Diggory boy...\"

Cho pressed her lips together. It would only get her in more trouble to blow up at Filch. And if she let her emotions go wild, she would only start crying. She\'d learned that with Harry.

\"What do you want?\" she asked.

\"You know what I want, Chang. You give it to me, and the Headmaster\'ll never find out you\'re checking out spell books to use on Harry Potter.\"

The fucker was smarter than he looked.

\"Fine,\" she spat. \"Make it quick.\"

As soon as she gave him permission, he was ripping at her knickers. The material tore apart under his insistent fingers. He was lucky she couldn\'t reach her wand.

His rough hands ran up her thighs and to her naked hips. She watched him feel all over her lower half,ht uht up her skirt, as though she were some sort of fantasy-come-true. He didn\'t watch what he was touching, just her vagina, hidden in a black patch of hair.

His hands went down to it. He held her open with one hand, and with the other he began to finger her clit. Cho didn\'t know whether he thought it pleasured her, but all she felt was irritation. She wanted him to stick it in and get it over with.

Soon he brought his mouth to her clit, and she was graced with the familiar slimy presence of his tongue. Filch liked to lick her pussy. It happened every time he caught her, and unfortunately she liked to venture to the library often. He laved the moist opening of her vagina, poking his tongue just inside and then dragging it back up to the pink mound of flesh.

Cho began to feel a stirring of arousal. She hated this part. It disgusted her to know that Filch could make her enjoy this, even the slightest bit.

\"I said make it quick,\" she growled.

Filch pulled back, narrowing his eyes. Still, he unbuttoned his trousers. His erection fell out. It was long. And thick. That disgusted her, too.

Her pussy was wet from his tongue. When he took her hips with one hand and leaned forward, his prick slid right in.

Cho whimpered. He was stretching her wide, and, yes, it did feel good.

Though the lamplight was dim, she could see his grimace of pleasure. He began to fuck her quickly. He took her small hips in his hands and pulled her forward, onto his slick, hot cock. She swung easily in his trap, which let him use his arms to force himself into her pussy repeatedly.

He was quiet, except for the occasional low groan. Cho continued to whimper. The prick inside her grew to its largest state, and she couldn\'t help but enjoy the feeling of a man pummeling her. She closed her eyes and let him have his way, but she did not think of Filch. She thought of Harry, who she\'d really come to this library to have. She imagined it was Harry with the large cock, Harry groaning as he slid into her pussy.

Before long, Filch shuddered and slowed. Cho knew he was done. She hadn\'t finished, though. She didn\'t know why, but she never came with Filch.

He rested a few moments, but eventually freed her. She knew he would. But he didn\'t let her keep the book.

\"I\'ve spent half my life chasing you Ravenclaws out of the library past curfew,\" Filch said as they left, tucking the book under his arm. \"It\'s annoying as Hell. I\'m not letting you out of this so easy, Chang.\"

Cho shrugged her shoulders, hoping to seem like she didn\'t care. She was just glad he\'d let her go without reporting her.

She would be back the next night to steal the book, and—though, she hoped otherwise—Filch probably would be, too.

*Fin*

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