By Endorphin
Copyright 2026 by Endorphin, all rights reserved
[3,180 words]
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This
story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced
nudity,
spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for
the
purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be
attempted
in real life, as that would be harmful and/or illegal. If you are not
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Harry’s & Draco’s
Naked Ordeal
(A Potter Fan-Fiction Story)
By Endorphin
Disclaimer:
This story is fan fiction based on the Harry
Potter novels and films, copyright J.K. Rowling
and Warner Bros. Entertainment, Inc., respectively. J.K. Rowling or
Warner Bros. Entertainment, Inc. own any and all trademarks. The author
of this story makes no claim to ownership of any characters or concepts
from those works. No profit will be obtained in any way from this piece
of fan fiction. It takes its basis from a scene in ‘Harry
Potter and the Chamber of Secrets’ when
Harry and Ron are 12 years old and are having their first lesson in
flying on a broomstick.
It had taken Harry Potter and his friends Ron Weasley and
Hermione Granger a considerable time to learn their way around the vast
castle that housed ‘Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and
Wizardry’, the task not being made any easier by some of the
142 staircases moving their destinations, even while somebody was using
them. On one occasion the three were exploring and when half way up a
particular staircase it moved its destination. The friends, expecting
to find some classrooms, suddenly found that they had been taken to a
part of the castle that, unknown to them at the time, was a restricted
place as far as students were concerned.
It was also just their bad luck that they encountered Mrs Norris
– the pet cat and sidekick of the caretaker Argus Filch
– who shot off to find him and lead him to the unfortunate
students. Filch, despite working in a school full of them, hated kids
and would have loved to have made these three strip and take them over
his knees for a good naked spanking. However, he was not allowed to
apply corporal punishment without explicit instructions to do so. The
kids therefore got away with a good tongue‑lashing from the
cantankerous man.
In addition to their academic studies, the students were offered a
choice of extra‑curricular activities ranging from
non-magical sports through general gardening to woodwork, etc. In his
second week at the school, Harry – who had no interest
whatever in ceramics – found that his name had been put down
to attend pottery classes. Several of the other students thought this
hilarious; nobody knew who’d added Harry’s name to
the list but suspicion fell on Draco Malfoy – the two boys
having taken an instant dislike to one another on first meeting.
However it was eventually discovered to have been a jape by Peeves, the
School’s annoying resident poltergeist, who had enjoyed the
play on Harry’s name.
The 1st year students had been at Hogwarts for
two months when the day came for their first lesson in broomstick
flying. The lesson was scheduled for the first period of the day and
was to be given by Madam Hooch, the school’s specialist
flying instructor and the referee for inter‑house games of
Quidditch.
The fledgling wizards and witches were assembled in two lines facing
one another in the large quadrangle of Hogwarts Castle. Each pupil had
laid their broomstick on the ground immediately to their right, in
accordance with the instructions from Madam Hooch. The brooms were laid
down so that the handle was facing the same way as its owner, with the
bristles pointing backwards, i.e. the way they would sit on it to fly.
She spent the first few minutes of the lesson talking about the dangers
of flying if you failed to properly control your broomstick or
didn’t look where you were going. She then told the pupils to
extend their right hand over their broomstick, with the palm open and
facing downwards. “Now firmly say, ‘Up,’
and the broomstick will put itself in your hand.”
Unfortunately several students – surprisingly including
Hermione – didn’t use a commanding enough tone and
the broomstick failed to respond, requiring them to repeat, and repeat,
the command until all were eventually holding their broomsticks.
“Now mount your broomstick, and listen carefully to what
I’m about to tell you. Do not do anything else
until I give you an explicit command,”
emphasised Madam Hooch. All the brooms were mounted and Madam Hooch
started to tell the boys and girls how to launch themselves into the
air.
She’d only said the first few words when suddenly, without
any instruction having yet been given, Neville Longbottom found himself
rising into the air astride his broom. “Longbottom!
Come back down at once!” shouted the teacher, well aware of
the danger to him and the other students standing on the ground below
him.
Far from ‘coming down’, Neville was taken high into
the air and flew about erratically. His broomstick seemed to have a
mind of its own and did a few somersaults – almost unseating
the poor student who was fighting hard trying to control it –
never having even been seated on a broom before! There were several
near misses with the castle walls; at one point a thoroughly frightened
Neville thought he was about to be catapulted through an open window
into the arms of the cantankerous Filch, and goodness knows what sort
of punishment he might get from him, but it was almost certain to be
applied to his naked bum!
Eventually though, the inevitable happened and Neville flew full tilt
into a wall of the castle. He was immediately unseated and started to
fall to the ground. As he fell, his robe caught on various bits of
protruding decorative ironwork that ripped it but slowed his descent a
bit. Nevertheless, he still hit the ground at speed. He immediately
felt a tremendous pain in his arm, which made him scream in agony.
Madam Hooch rushed over to the prone lad and quickly realised that his
arm had been broken in the fall. She said, “I have to take
Longbottom to get his arm fixed. Stay exactly where you are and under
no circumstances attempt to fly until I return.” With that
she left them, taking Neville to the Hospital Wing of the castle. There
the Matron, Madam Poppy Pomfrey, would magically heal his arm with a
combination of spells, potions (some quite unpleasant to taste) and a
day of bed-rest.
No sooner were they out of sight than Draco Malfoy, who was standing in
the line opposite Harry, disclosed to his two cronies, Vincent Crabbe
and Gregory Goyle, that he was holding a bewitched
‘Snatch’ that had been controlling
Neville’s broomstick in response to Draco’s
unspoken commands. [Note: A
‘Snatch’ is a wingless ‘Snitch’
which has no mind of its own and is controlled by its owner’s
thoughts. It’s used in Quidditch training to give a
controlled flight for a ‘Seeker’ to attempt to
intercept it. However, if suitably bewitched like this one, it can also
project the owner’s thought commands onto another
flyer’s broomstick.]
“Draco, how dare you! Give that to me at once,”
commanded Harry, who’d recognised that Malfoy had been up to
no good.
Draco’s response was to take off and fly around with the
‘Snatch’ in his hand, shouting back, “If
you want it then come and get it!”
Harry instinctively took off in pursuit, while Hermione loudly
admonished him to do as Madam Hooch had instructed and come back to the
ground. Several other pupils started shouting encouragement in favour
of Harry or Draco. The two boys ducked and dived like WW2 fighter
pilots, trying to take the ‘Snatch’ until Draco
shouted, “If that’s what you want, go and get
it!” throwing the ‘Snatch’ way ahead of
them where it zigzagged around following Draco’s thought
commands.
Harry gave chase and eventually caught the ‘Snatch’
right in front of a 4th floor window, out of
which Professor McGonagall happened to be looking and saw how well he
caught it. The Professor was completely unaware that the two boys were
flying unsupervised and in defiance of instructions from a teacher. She
was therefore far from being angry with Harry and recognised that he
had the makings of a first class ‘Seeker’. She
jubilantly hurried off to find Oliver Wood (the Gryffindor Quidditch
team Captain) and tell him that she’d found the
‘Seeker’ that the team needed.
A few moments later Madam Hooch returned. Seeing the two lads flying
when she’d instructed them to stay on the ground, she angrily
shouted, “Malfoy, Potter,
come back down here at once.”
The boys sheepishly landed back in their original places and she said,
“You two know full well that I told you to wait for me to
return and not to attempt to fly until I’d finished giving
you instructions. You deliberately disobeyed that order, putting
yourselves and others in danger. It was so dangerous that you have both
earned yourselves a severe punishment.”
Madam Hooch commanded everyone to drop their brooms and form a
semicircle in front of her. Harry and Draco were instructed to come and
stand beside her, facing the others. Madam sent
‘thought-messages’ to Filch and Hagrid to come and
assist her – both being regularly used to restrain, or indeed
to actually apply designated punishment to, boys who needed corporal
correction.
While waiting for them to arrive she held the boys on the spot by
waving her wand at them and saying “Petrificus
Totalus,” a spell that temporarily turned their bodies
(except for their heads) rigid. That wasn’t all though, as
her cry of “Vestum Detraho” caused all of their
clothing and footwear, other than their robes, to magically leave them
and form neat piles on the ground beside Madam. The boys were now
totally naked under their robes.
The embarrassment of the poor lads was then increased as she declared,
“Pallum Detractum,” which took their robes from
them to join their other clothing on the ground. The petrified boys
were now totally naked and, of course, unable to use their hands to
hide their genitals that were now on full display to the entire class
– girls as well as boys. Their thorough embarrassment was
etched on their faces!
The pupils had never seen one another naked before as not only did boys
and girls have separate dormitories but a privacy curtain, surrounding
each bed-space, magically closed whenever the student was changing
their clothing or sleeping. Additionally, the toilets and shower rooms
had solid partitions and inner doors to give each pupil total privacy
as they did their daily business. The gym and swimming pool also had
cubicles in which to change and shower privately.
Something that Ron (and a few others) immediately noticed was that
Harry’s and Draco’s penises, although about the
same size as one another, looked very different. To him,
Harry’s penis looked neat and tidy, quite like his own and
those of his brothers. Draco’s looked untidy and somewhat
repulsive with a large, wrinkled bunch of loose skin hanging off the
end.
For his part, Harry realised that Draco’s penis looked
nothing like his own, which had a large, and very sensitive, pink knob
on the end of it. Draco’s was very much like the only other
penis he’d ever seen, that of his horrible Muggle cousin,
Dudley Dursley, with whom he’d been regularly bathed when
still a baby and young boy. The ragged end of their foreskins made it
look as if their knob had been ripped off!
Hermione, having no brothers or male cousins, had never seen
anyone’s penis. She whispered to Ron, who was standing beside
her, “Ron, I hope you don’t mind me asking, but we
can’t help but see Harry’s and Draco’s
penises. They look so different from one another, do you know why? Does
yours look anything like either of theirs?”
Ron whispered back, “Here isn’t the time and place
to discuss this. Meet me in the library during our free‑study
period after breakfast tomorrow. I’ll bring Harry
too.”
When Filch and Hagrid arrived, the boys were released from
petrification. Filch grabbed Draco and Hagrid took a firm grip on
Harry. They marched them to the field that had the ‘Whomping
Willow’ tree at its edge. Each boy was pushed face first into
the tree’s lower branches and tied there. Naturally, the tree
resented this incursion by the two naked boys and quickly set about
taking its annoyance out on their exposed buttocks.
As the rest of the class looked on, mainly in horror, the boys received
a punishment far more painful than they might have received by being
given ‘six of the best’ from the cane of a Muggle
school’s Headmaster. The branches of the tree had sharp
twiglets of their own all along them and so what hit the
lad’s rumps was akin to a birch. The tree also applied many
more than 6 ‘whomps’ – Hagrid later said
that he’d counted at least 30 strikes to each boy’s
buttocks, but with multiple branches landing at the same time the
effective total was even greater. The two miscreants were both crying
profusely after only a few hits and were sobbing very loudly by the
time the tree was ordered to stop and the two of them were released.
This was not, however, the end of the lads’ embarrassing
punishment as they were required to remain naked until bedtime the next
day, with each derrière clearly showing off its black and blue
bruises for all the rest of the school to see. Of course, sitting in
class, or the dining hall, for the rest of the day was very painful for
the well‑thrashed lads.
Meanwhile, Oliver Wood – having watched a magical playback of
Harry catching the ‘Snatch’ – agreed with
Professor McGonagall that, despite his young age and current
inexperience, Harry should be recruited onto the Gryffindor Quidditch
team as its ‘Seeker’. He said that he would
personally give Harry intensive training in the game, as he knew the
boy hadn’t even seen it played before – having been
brought up by Muggle relatives.
That evening in the Gryffindor common room, Harry, as their new
‘Seeker’, was fêted with goblets of
‘butterbeer’ by the jubilant other members of his
House. For him, though, the event was bitter‑sweet with his
aching, bruised bum and exposed genitals embarrassingly on display to
all and sundry – now not only those in his own year, but the
older boys and girls too!
The judgements of Wood and the Professor would be well rewarded when, a
couple of months later, Gryffindor thoroughly trounced Slytherin in the
first inter-house Quidditch match of the season.
The first period after breakfast the next day was set aside for the 1st
year students to study as they wished, free of a classroom lesson. The
three friends slipped into a corner of the library that they liked to
use, as it was well hidden from the rest of the room by tall book
stacks, and Ron started to explain things to the other two.
Ron’s home at ‘The Burrows’ was always
crowded with their parents and seven children so there was little time
or opportunity to be shy about their bodies – indeed, since
the house got quite hot in the summer, the whole family were often
naked around one another (although not being officially nudists).
All the males in the Weasley family were circumcised but many of the
friends that they brought home to stay were not. An intrigued
8‑year‑old Ron had asked his grown-up brother Percy
about the differences. Percy had carefully explained everything to Ron,
also pointed him to their parents’ bookshelf and Dr
Spock’s book about childcare.
Ron therefore had all the knowledge needed to answer
Hermione’s question. He explained that Draco had a pink knob
– called the ‘glans’ – on his
penis like Harry and himself, but a sheath of skin called the foreskin
covered it. His and Harry’s foreskins had been removed when
they were babies (mainly for cleanliness, but also better appearance)
while Draco still had his. He said that taking off that ugly, and
unnecessary, extra skin was called ‘circumcision’.
They could all see what, the still naked, Harry’s penis
looked like so Ron, not being shy of nakedness (and knowing that they
wouldn’t be disturbed in that well‑hidden and
almost secret corner) lifted his robe and pulled out his penis for the
others to see that it was circumcised just like Harry’s.
Some months later, during a half-term stay at ‘The
Burrows’, Harry would learn that his parents, James and Lily,
being the conscientious and doting parents that they were, had used the
‘circumcido perfectus’ spell to give Harry a
magical circumcision a week after his birth. (Magical circumcisions are
painless and bloodless – unlike Muggle ones that require
painful cutting with a scalpel. They remove all of the unwanted
foreskin and frenulum, leaving a very neat and tidy result akin to a
Muggle ‘very Low and Tight’ style.)
By contrast, Draco was uncircumcised, with a distinct
‘snout’ of rumpled foreskin protruding in front of
his very tightly enclosed glans. Draco had never been taught to retract
his foreskin for washing or peeing and was unaware that it could not be
retracted anyway. He was suffering from what, in Muggle terms, would be
described as serious phimosis due to the redundant foreskin –
medically, he really needed a circumcision!
While the friends were busy in the library with their extra-curricular
learning, the ‘Whomping’ of Harry and Draco had
become the talk of the whole school, not just their own year group.
There was a lot of sympathy for Neville, especially as information
emerged from many children in the class – including several
Slytherin boys – about Draco’s dastardly use of a
bewitched ‘Snatch’ to control Neville’s
broomstick, that had led to his involuntary flying and eventual
arm‑breaking fall. This sort of behaviour ‘just
wasn’t Quidditch!’
Well before lunchtime the whole story had reached the Headmaster,
Professor Dumbledore, who passed matters on to Draco’s
Housemaster, Professor Severus Snape, requesting him to deal with
punishing Malfoy. Professor Snape, who was also the
‘potions’ teacher, decided to do this by secretly
lacing Draco’s lunchtime drink with a magical potion of his
own devising.
Before the meal was over, Draco was experiencing horribly painful
cramps in his stomach – not such to actually cause him to
vomit, but the continuous nasty taste of bile in his mouth gave him the
sensation that he soon would! He made haste to abandon the remains of
his meal to be close to one of the toilets ready for when he needed it
– he was dreading the possibility of being sick all over the
floor and getting yet another punishment from Filch, who’d
thoroughly cleaned it only just before lunchtime.
The potion also affected the Draco’s balance so that, as he
hurried out of the Great Hall, he frequently bumped into tables, walls
and doors, even finding himself falling to the floor from time to time.
This was all so embarrassing for the boy who’d thought
himself invincible and the natural ‘top dog’ of the
First Form! The bumps and falls not only caused direct pain, but they
re‑ignited the ache in his buttocks from
yesterday’s thrashing by the ‘Whomping
Willow’.
Justice had not only been done, but had clearly been seen to be done!
[The End]