Meant to Be

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Chapter Ten



‘God, Jess,’ Remus moaned on a Monday night, two months later, hips arching up to her mouth as he violently climaxed, his hand gripping her hair tight.

He tried desperately to catch his breath, vaguely aware of Jess shifting to lie next to him on the bed.

‘You are going to be the death of me,’ Remus gasped, rolling over to throw his arm over her.

‘Hmm,’ she said, wriggling closer to him. ‘I seem to recall saying something like that about ten minutes ago.’

He grinned and kissed her, pulling her over him. ‘Weren’t we supposed to be doing something tonight?’ she asked and he groaned.

‘Don’t remind me of what a horrible failure I am as a teacher,’ he said. ‘You should be learning about the Patronus Charm right now, not giving me...’



His thought was interrupted by a knock on the door. ‘Shit!’ he said under his breath, both of them jumping out of bed.

‘At least we’re still dressed,’ she mumbled, quickly grabbing her discarded knickers and shoving them into her robes then checking the state of her hair in the mirror.

Remus grinned as he hastily did up his fly, walking towards the door, silently unlocking it and removing the Silencing Spell. Jess straightened the bed then threw herself into a chair at his table as he opened the door.



‘Good evening, Albus,’ he said, standing back to let the older man enter. Jess looked up from her open defence textbook to smile at the Headmaster.

‘Hello, Professor,’ she said. Dumbledore smiled at her.

‘I apologise for interrupting your tutoring session, Jessica,’ he said mildly. ‘I just need a quick word with Professor Lupin.’

He looked at Remus, who frowned but nodded. ‘Ah, Jess, finish that reading, then answer the questions I wrote out on the parchment, alright?’ he said, seeing her nod. ‘I’ll just be a few minutes. Sorry about this.’

He turned to follow Dumbledore downstairs, glancing back to see her wink and smile as she said, ‘No problem, Professor.’

Remus hid his grin and clattered down the stairs to his classroom. ‘Is there a problem, Albus?’ he asked. ‘Is it Sirius?’



Albus looked at him. ‘Sirius was spotted nearby earlier today,’ he confirmed and Remus’ frown deepened. ‘The Ministry has tightened security but I wanted to let you know in case he tried to contact you for any reason.’

Remus nodded, but said, ‘I don’t think he would contact me, Albus. Even if he knew I was here, there’s no reason for him to believe he’d receive a warm welcome from me - despite what Severus thinks.’

‘Severus can…hold a grudge,’ Albus said delicately and Remus snorted.

‘How is Ron Weasley now?’ he asked. Sirius had broken into the castle again, this time managing to get into Harry’s room and terrorise Harry’s best friend, Ron. Security had been increased around the castle since.

‘He is fine,’ said Albus. ‘He wasn’t hurt and seems to have recovered from his fright. I think he quite enjoyed the attention for a while.’



Albus smiled and looked back up to Remus’ private room. ‘How are Jessica’s marks now?’ he asked, startling Remus with his change in subject.

‘Her theory results are perfect,’ Remus told him, hearing the slight bragging tone in his voice and trying to tone it down. ‘And she is becoming much more confident with some of the practical work she was having trouble with. We are still working on Patronus Charms - she’s been finding those particularly difficult.’

Albus nodded.‘You seem to get along well,’ he noted, and Remus nodded.

‘I guess so,’ he said cautiously. ‘She’s a smart young woman and very easy to talk to.’

‘And you aren’t finding the lines are getting blurred at all?’ the older man said seriously, watching Remus carefully. ‘Being that she is more mature than the other students, and that she is so familiar with lycanthropy?’



Remus gritted his teeth. ‘Is there something specific you want to say to me, Albus?’ he said, staring defiantly at him.

‘Just that the lines are there for a reason, Remus,’ he said mildly. ‘And that I know it isn’t always easy with the older students to remember where that line is. Particularly given that this is an unusual situation in that the student isn’t a child, and that there is an obvious….connection.’

He watched Remus flush and saw the guilt that he quickly tried to hide. ‘Is there anything you wish to talk to me about?’ he asked gently.



Remus was tempted for a moment to tell Albus everything, but common sense prevailed - he’d sack him immediately.

‘No,’ he said firmly. ‘There is nothing inappropriate in my interactions with any of the students.’

Albus stared at him for several seconds, a slight frown on his face. ‘You know you can discuss any problems you are having with me?’ he said and Remus nodded, clenching his jaw.

The Headmaster sighed then turned to leave the room. ‘Oh, Remus,’ he said, turning back. ‘Be aware that Professor Snape is still harbouring some resentment about your appointment. He believes he needs to keep a close eye on you. Consider this a friendly warning. Good night.’



He left the room and Remus let out a breath, leaning against his desk. He looked up and saw Jess in the door way of his room.

‘You heard that?’ he asked and she nodded. He walked back up the stairs and closed the door behind him. Jess was packing up her textbooks.

‘Jess…’ he began, but she shook her head.

‘It’s getting late, Remus,’ she said. ‘I should get going.’ Remus grasped her shoulders, making her stop.

‘He thinks he knows, Jess, but he can’t prove it,’ he assured her. ‘If he could, I’d be packing right now.’



‘We have to stop, Remus,’ she said, her eyes regretful. ‘I don’t want you to lose your job.’ ‘I don’t care anymore,’ he said a little desperately. ‘I don’t, Jess. I want to be with you. I can’t be so close to you and pretend I’m not in love with you.’

‘I don’t like this either,’ she said, feeling her heart beat quicken when he said he was in love with her. ‘But I’d rather have you here where I can talk to you, or we can sneak a kiss here and there, than not have you here at all.’

Remus closed his eyes, not wanting to hear her, but he knew what she was saying was true. Albus had warned him that Snape wasn’t going to give up, and he needed to stay here for Harry.



‘Stay with me Saturday night,’ he said suddenly.

‘Remus..,’ she started, but he cupped her face.

‘If we can’t be together until the next lot of holidays, then I want a whole night to get me through,’ he told her. ‘It’s a Hogsmeade visit: we can spend the day together and no one will miss you, and it’s the weekend - everyone’s more relaxed and they pay less attention. Please, Jess? I’ll back off after that and we’ll play it safe.’



Jess felt her resolve weakening considerably. The thought of being without him until Easter made a chill run through her, and she desperately wanted to spend the night with him.

‘One night,’ she said. ‘Then we wait until Easter holidays.’

He grinned and hugged her close, kissing her ferociously. ‘You know,’ she gasped, feeling a surge of lust weakening her knees. ‘I am here already. Maybe we could…’

She didn’t get to finish her sentence as Remus picked her up and kissed her again, moving over to the bed and collapsing onto it with her.

‘If this is it until the weekend, I’m taking my time,’ he warned her, and she smiled. ‘Wouldn’t have it any other way, baby,’ she murmured, hearing him laugh then gasp as he discovered that she still hadn’t put on her underwear.



The week dragged and both of them were dreading the long wait they would have to endure to be together after this weekend. When the others left for Hogsmeade, Jess stayed in bed, shooing them away when they tried to wake her to join them.

‘I’m too tired,’ she complained, rolling over.

As soon as she thought they were all gone, she got up and snuck off to see Remus, giggling when he grabbed her as she walked through the door, kissing her frantically.



‘God, this is ridiculous,’ he muttered, stripping his clothes off rapidly as Jess did the same. ‘How the hell are we going to last five weeks when five days has just about killed me?’

‘I know,’ Jess moaned as she stripped off her skirt and knickers. ‘I feel like I might explode as soon as you touch me.’

They fell onto the bed, Jess landing on Remus, straddling him immediately and sinking down on him.

‘God!’ he hissed then pushed up harder into her. They set a fast and hard rhythm, mouths moving desperately on each other until they cried out together as they shook from their mutual release.



Jess fell onto him, both of them panting hard. ‘That was definitely worth waiting for,’ Remus muttered into her shoulder.

Jess laughed and looked down at him. ‘Yes it was,’ she said with a grin.

He smiled up at her and pushed her hair back, bringing her face to his and kissing her. ‘Hi,’ he said cheekily.

‘Hi,’ she laughed back. They kissed again, this time letting it linger and grow, Remus rolling them over so he was resting on top of her.



Their kiss was softer this time, less needy and their hands drifted lightly, stroking over each other’s faces and hair.

‘I love kissing you,’ Jess whispered when Remus’ mouth moved to her cheek.

‘I love kissing you too,’ he said softly. ‘I could do this the rest of my life.’

‘Mmm,’ she agreed, then the words seemed to come out without warning. ‘I love you, Remus.’



He froze then lifted his head, staring down at her with a wary look on his face. ‘What did you say?’ he said quietly.

‘It just kind of slipped out,’ she said, biting her lip.

‘Did you mean it?’ he asked, a frown creasing his forehead.

Jess looked at him. ‘Yes,’ she whispered. ‘I love you.’



A grin spread across his face and he felt an overwhelming happiness. ‘God, Jess,’ he whispered, cupping her face and lowering his to kiss her. ‘I love you. I love you.’

He punctuated each sentence with a kiss, making her giggle. Since he’d told her he loved her at Christmas, he hadn’t said the words again, not wanting to pressure her, but he’d been busting to say it - every time they made love it was on the tip of his tongue.

‘You really love me?’ he asked suddenly, pulling back and looking down at her again. She smiled and nodded. ‘I know it took me a long time, Remus,’ she said, wrapping her arms around him. ‘And you’ve been so very patient - you haven’t pushed me or anything. But I’m sure.’

They kissed again, this time their hands weren’t content to stay still, wandering all over until Remus was moving inside her and they were calling out each other’s names again.



They lay in bed talking and kissing until lunchtime when they dressed and made their way to the dining hall, not bothering with the charade of walking in separately. Jess sat with some of the older students that didn’t go to Hogsmeade; Remus making his way to the staff table, seeing Dumbledore’s disapproving look. He just smiled at the man - absolutely nothing was going to destroy his good mood right now. Jess loved him. He was too damn happy to worry about anything else.



They were a bit more subtle when heading back to his room. Remus went straight there, Jess headed to Ravenclaw Tower, then took a winding route back to Remus’ private room. He was opening a bottle of mead when she got there, and smiled.

‘Drink?’ he asked, and she nodded.

He poured two glasses then sat in an armchair, pulling her down onto his lap and wrapping an arm around her. They sat there talking quietly for a while, finishing their drinks then curling up together. Jess rested her head on Remus’ shoulder, then shifted so her mouth was teasing the skin on his neck while he talked, becoming increasingly distracted by her the movements of her lips.



Finally he gave up on conversation, turning his head and kissing her, running his hands up her arms to hold her head. Things were starting to heat up a bit when they heard a whooshing sound from the fireplace, turning their heads to see emerald green flames there and Snape’s voice calling Remus.

‘What the hell does he want?’ he grumbled as Jess stood up. He kissed her quickly and said, ‘I’ll be back as soon as I can,’ before he stepped into the fireplace and disappeared.



It was fifteen minutes before Remus appeared again, walking through his door instead of Flooing back.

‘What did he want?’ Jess asked, coming out of the bathroom when she heard him call her name softly.

‘One of the kids was in trouble,’ he said, distracted by the altercation he’d had with Snape and the anger he felt that Harry was taking stupid risks with his safety just to visit Hogsmeade. ‘Snape wanted me to sort him out as I know him.’



Jess frowned. ‘He couldn’t do it himself?’ she asked disbelievingly. Snape didn’t seem the kind of man who would hesitate in making a student’s life miserable.

Remus looked tense and threw a folded up piece of parchment on his desk. ‘It’s fine,’ he said stiffly.

Jess’ frown deepened and she walked towards him, putting her hand on his arm. ‘It’s obviously not fine,’ she said softly. ‘Talk to me about it.’

He clenched his jaw and shook his head. ‘It’s just Snape being Snape,’ he said, feeling a shot of guilt for not telling her what he was really upset about.



Seeing Harry take such foolish chances had reminded him of the chances he and his friends would take at school at the full moon, and of the fun they used to have doing it. A wave of sadness had flowed over him - the loss of his friends still hurt, and anger over Sirius’ betrayal of them still simmered. But he didn’t want to talk about it with Jess. He didn’t know how to start talking about it. He shook off his mood. This might be the last day in weeks he and Jess would get to spend together, and he refused to let Snape ruin it.



Remus pulled Jess to him and kissed her. ‘Forget about Snape,’ he said when he raised his head. ‘I don’t want you thinking about him while I’m doing what I plan on doing to you.’

Despite her frustration with his inability to share his thoughts with her, she laughed.

‘And what exactly is it you plan on doing to me?’ she asked , her hands moving to wrap around his shoulders.

He whispered his plans in her ear - using hot, dirty, sexy words that made Jess’ knees go weak and she grabbed his head and kissed him hard.

‘If you can really do that,‘ she said. ’I will do anything you want.’

He grinned and lifted her to slide onto his desk. ‘Anything?’ he asked, kissing her neck.

‘Anything,’ she confirmed, her head falling back as his tongue licked her skin and his hands wandered down to her chest.



The night went too quickly and soon it was morning. They went to breakfast, reluctantly separating afterwards. Jess tried to focus on her schoolwork and Remus marked some assignments. They held to their decision for the next two weeks, Remus shifting their tutorials to his classroom where he left the door wide open to try and avoid temptation.

‘This is getting unbelievably hard,’ Jess complained one night as she moved away from Remus.

He had been sitting next to her, but his arm and leg kept brushing hers and she couldn’t stand it, standing up and moving to another seat.

‘I’m unbelievably hard,’ he mumbled, letting out a frustrated breath. Jess smiled but closed her eyes at the image of him naked, pushing himself into her.



‘I need to go,’ she said suddenly. ‘I’m sorry. I can’t stand this. I am going to jump you in a minute.’ Remus grinned but knew how she was feeling. He stood up and blocked her way.

‘We could break the rules - just this once,’ he said. ‘A quickie. Just to relieve the tension.’

Jess laughed. ‘Just this once?’ she smiled and he grinned back.

‘I’m getting a bit desperate, Jess,’ he moaned. ‘I’m so damn horny I’m getting a hard on just smelling your perfume in class now.’

Jess felt heat pool in her lower body and her knees went a bit weak.



‘Lock the damn door,’ she ordered and he did immediately.

‘We have to be quick,’ she warned and he laughed as he grabbed her around the waist.

‘I don’t think speed is going to be an issue,’ he said then kissed her hard.

Jess responded heatedly and moved over to his desk, sliding herself onto it as her hands moved to his fly.

‘Fuck, you are hard,’ she mumbled against his lips and he smiled, his own hand moving up her skirt.

‘Do you know how often I’ve thought about having you bent over this desk in that skirt?’ he asked and Jess grinned. She slid off the desk quickly and yanked her underwear down, turning and lifting her skirt, revealing her ass.

‘You won’t need to lay any groundwork here, Remus,’ she said. ‘I just need you to be inside me now.’



He swore breathlessly and pulled his pants down further, shifting between her legs and thrusting hard into her.

‘Jesus, you are so tight, Jess,’ he groaned, pulling out of her body then plunging hard into her again. Jess clutched the edge of the desk, feeling herself beginning to shake already. ‘Harder,’ she demanded and he obliged, slamming himself into her and feeling her body tense and heard her cry out loudly.

Her release sent him careening over the edge, pushing deep inside her as he came.



They were breathing rapidly as they straightened up, Remus doing up his fly as Jess waved a wand over herself, then pulled on her underwear.

‘Well, that decision lasted a long time,’ she said in a cranky voice.

Remus smiled and sighed. ‘I know,’ he said. ‘And we took a chance doing it down here.’ Jess leaned against his desk and looked at him for several seconds in silence. ‘You know what we have to do,’ she said softly. Remus closed his eyes and shook his head as she continued. ‘We can’t keep doing this - it’s too much temptation, Remus. We have to stop the extra tutoring; stop finding excuses to see each other on the week ends.’



She moved over to him and took his hand. ‘I don’t want to do this,’ she whispered, tears glistening in her eyes. ‘I hate the thought of not being able to see you, but if you lose your job, we won’t get to be together at all.’

Remus gently pulled her closer, putting his arms around her as she pressed her face into his chest. ‘You’re right, Jess,’ he said, his mouth near her ear. ‘We can do it. There is too much at stake. I don’t want to lose you, honey.’

They stood in silence for a moment then Jess pulled away and wiped her eyes. ‘I’d better go to bed,’ she said, grabbing her bag.

He stopped her, holding her face. ‘One kiss,’ he said when she looked at him desperately. ‘That’s all.’

She smiled a little and he leaned over and kissed her softly. ‘I love you, Jess,’ he murmured against her lips. ‘I’ll wait as long as it takes if it means I can be with you in the end.’

Jess felt tears prickling her eyes again and leaned into him for a moment. ‘I love you too,’ she whispered, then pulled away and quickly walked out of the room - before she changed her mind.