feline fantasies | argus filch x mrs norris

chapter one : meeting her ❤️

crash.

oo must be kiddies out of bed i thought, smirking. oh how i love it when i get to punish them, watching them squirm and cry whilst i force them to clean my shit covered toilet.

i ran through the corridor on the third floor, ready to prosecute any wrong-doers, excited to punish them.

i sped round the corner, only to discover a cat strutting outside of the charms classroom, pissing on flitwick's door. he's a tiny cunt and smells of stale wotsits, i thought.

but the cat. oh the cat. she was magnificent, ethereal even, oh how i wanted her. i could name her mrs norris. oh what a wonderful name.