Fire and Water

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Chapter Fourteen



Exams crept up on Remus and Krystal, and they found themselves with little free time to spend together as they revised the years’ work. Both knew if their results weren’t good enough, their parents would not allow them to see each other, and that thought got them through exams, their marks not as good as they could have been, but not terrible either.



Their last night at Hogwarts was spent at first with their friends, celebrating end of exams, and of Sixth Year, the next year being their last at the castle. Remus was talking to Peter about his results, and Krystal was sitting on the couch, watching a couple across the room, talking quietly. Sirius came and sat next to her, and looked over at the two as well.



“They’re spending a lot of time together,’ she said, glancing over at him.

“Yeah. I think Pete and I will be the only single guys next year,’ he replied, a slight frown on his face as he took a sip of his drink as he watched James and Lily.

“You might settle down, too, Sirius. It would be good for you to date a girl who wouldn’t take any of your shit,’ she suggested with a smile, and was surprised by the serious look on his face.

“There is this girl I like,’ he said, turning his bottle in his hands. “A lot. The thing is that she is already taken. By one of my best mates. Probably not appropriate to hit on her - not again.”



Despite his attempt at a joke, Krystal saw a sadness in his face, and was shocked to realise he was talking about her. She reached over and slipped her hand into his, squeezing a little.

“Sirius?‘ she said, her question unspoken.

He shook his head. “I’m not telling you to hear it back, Krys. I know how you feel about Remus, and you and he are much better together than we ever would have been,‘ he said, his voice low. ‘I know it would never work between us. You and me - we’re too much alike. I just….needed to get it off my chest, I think.’



Krystal was silent. She’d never guessed he felt more than friendship for her, even after that time at the lake. She’d always thought it was a spur of the moment thing.

Sirius sighed, looking over at James and Lily again.

‘I guess I’m a bit jealous. You guys have something really special. I’m starting to think I might like that too.“

‘Then stop being such a flirt, Siri,’ she said softly. “Let someone see the real you, not ‘Hot Stuff Sirius‘ all the time. No girl worth getting to know is going to look twice at him.”



He smiled and looked over at her. “I lied, you know. That night at the party. When I said I didn’t feel anything when we kissed,’ he confessed.

She gave him a small smile, leaning over to kiss his cheek. “So did I,’ she whispered. “But it wasn’t what I feel with Remus.”

He nodded, flushing a little. “You are perfect for each other, you know. Fire and water? Isn’t that what Lily said? I’m happy for you both,’ he said, then grinned.

“But tell Remus to let you do the Silencing Spells; his are hopeless.”



Krystal laughed, as Remus joined them, noting their clasped hands. “What’s so funny?’ he asked, slinging an arm around his girlfriend and pulling her towards him to kiss her neck.

“Your Silencing Spells, apparently,’ she answered, her face lighting up at his touch. Remus blushed and looked at Sirius.

“Really? God, sorry, Pads,’ he said, his face turning red at his friends emphatic nod. The last time he’d done the spells had been just before exams, and, if he remembered correctly, he and Krystal had been very vocal in their pleasure.

“That’s alright,’ Sirius said, grinning cheekily as he stood up, releasing Krystal’s hand with a grateful squeeze. “Best wank I’ve ever had.”



He left the couple grinning, but turning red.

“Jesus,’ said Remus, shaking his head. He watched Sirius walk across the room to Peter, and looked at Krystal. “Is he alright?’ he asked, having seen their quiet conversation.

She nodded, frowning for a second before looking at him and smiling.

“Come on,’ she said, standing up and pulling him to his feet. “I’ll show you how to do a proper Silencing Spell.”



He laughed, and followed her up the stairs to his bed, his hands wandering over her, ignoring her slaps at them. When they got in the room, he wasted no time, grabbing her hips and spinning her around, kissing her furiously. It had been a while since they’d been able to be alone like this, and he was already hard. Krystal seemed a little taken aback with his aggression at first, but sparks soon lit a fire in her and she became just as frantic.



They were pulling each others clothes off before they got to the bed, falling down on it together. Remus’ mouth went to her breast, licking her nipple through her bra, and she groaned, quickly reaching around to rid herself of the barrier. He impatiently pushed it out of the way, his tongue touching the tip of her breast, causing heat to rush through her, and as his mouth closed around her nipple, her hands moved to his pants, undoing his buckle and pulling down his zip, her hand slipping into his pants and she heard him swear as her fingers closed around him.



“Spells,’ he ground out, his voice strangled as he reminded her to put up the Silencing Spell. She pulled her hand out of his pants and waved them in the air, the curtains closing at her silent command. Remus was running a hand up her skirt now, moving between her legs and kissing her neck. With hands fumbling, she pushed his pants down, yanking his underwear with them. She felt him kick them off completely and he pressed against her, his hardness rubbing against her through the thin layer of her underwear. Krystal gasped at the touch, and moaned when Remus’ mouth found her breasts again, just as his fingers found her heat, her hips rising to meet him.



They had never felt so out of control, so urgent before. Remus removed his hands from inside her underwear, feeling a surge of lust at her moan of complaint. He almost tore her knickers as he jerked them down her legs. He pushed her skirt up around her waist, not bothering to remove the unoffending garment. He resumed his teasing, rubbing her, before he slid his fingers into her slick heat, feeling how wet she was already. He could feel her hands on him, caressing him, stroking him. Krystal ran a finger over the tip of his shaft and felt his fluid, knowing he was close.



She pushed at him until he rolled onto his back, and moved up over the top of him. Straddling his hips, she kissed him urgently, feeling him against her now with no barriers.

“Krys,’ he said against her lips, his breathing as erratic as hers. “Stop, Krys.”

Remus knew in a few more seconds they would go too far, and that this is not how either of them wanted their first time to be.

“I don’t want to, Remus,’ she said, moving her lips to his jaw. He groaned when she moved, so the tip of him was rubbing against her, and he felt himself tighten, even as he fought to stop himself thrusting up into her.



Gathering the last threads of his control, he grasped her hips and rolled her off him, moving so he was propping himself up over her.

“Krys, I’m too close,’ he said, running his hand down over her stomach, brushing his thumb through her soft curls and feeling her shiver. “It wouldn’t be any good for you; and this isn’t how we wanted it to happen.”



He saw her face, and realised she was near tears. “Krys,’ he soothed, kissing her softly. “I want you so much, but I want it to be wonderful for both of us, and I don’t think either of us have the patience tonight to make it good. We‘d regret it.”

He kissed down her neck and over her breasts, listening to her make pleading noises in her throat. His fingers moved to stroke her again, as his mouth kissed along her ribs. Her hips were lifting against his fingers now, and the smell of her was making him crazy.



Suddenly he wanted more, to know what her desire tasted like. He pulled off her skirt, kissing over her stomach then, moving lower on the bed, he ran his tongue along her hip, briefly tracing the scar there. His tongue circled her navel, and he heard her breath leave her sharply.

“Remus,’ she moaned, her voice pleading with him; he didn’t know whether she was beseeching him to stop or keep going.



Unwilling to stop, he kissed her inner thigh, and felt her grip his hair tightly. Having gotten his answer, he put an arm across her stomach, trying to stop her hips from rising so much, and his tongue found her clit, sending a shudder through her. Remus felt his own body respond immediately to her, almost losing control of himself. He tried to think of his last exam and how difficult it had been, anything to stop himself finishing before she did.



He didn’t have to wait long. His fingers inside her, and his tongue stroking her were too much for Krystal and, when Remus sucked at her, his tongue circling the small bump, Krystal gasped then everything went black as she screamed her release, thrusting herself harder against his mouth, calling out his name. Remus stopped his ministrations when he felt her body relaxing, and ran his tongue over his lips, enjoying the taste of her in his mouth. He made a mental note to thank Sirius for his advice next time he saw him.



He moved to lay next to her, and was startled to see her lying on her back, a shaking arm over her eyes.

“It wasn’t that bad was it?’ he said, trying a gentle joke. She let out a half laugh/ half sob, and he pulled her to him, rolling her onto her side.

“Good or bad tears?’ he asked, his mouth moving against her hair.

“Good,’ she said, wiping them away. Her lip was still trembling as she looked at him. “I’ve changed my mind. We can never have sex ,Remus, I can’t handle it.”



He smiled and chuckled at her. “This is new to both of us, Krys. It’s bound to be a little emotional.’ He kissed her lips, and she pulled back slightly. “What?’ he asked, puzzled at why she’d cut the kiss short.

“I can taste myself,’ she said, frowning. He smiled at her.

“Don’t you like it? I do,’ he said. “But I can go and wash…”

“No.’ she said, looking at his lips again. “It was just a surprise. It was all a surprise.” She had a small smile on her face, and she flushed when she looked at his smug face.

“Now I know what Mary was talking about - how Sirius made her scream?’ she reminded him.



He grinned, and his groin tightened again, as she leaned over and kissed him slowly, then deepening it her tongue moving against his. He moaned into her mouth, and turned onto his back when he felt her pushing at him. Krystal’s mouth moved down his throat, and across his shoulders, her tongue running over his skin. He felt her hands move to between his legs, letting them roam softly, teasing him; bringing him to hover at the brink, but not offering him release.



He was shaking now, moving urgently against her teasing hands. “Krys, I need…” he began, but she quickly moved her lips from his nipples, kissing him.

‘Shh!’ she ordered. “Have some patience.”

He let out a bark of laughter at the irony of her, the most impatient person he knew, telling him to be patient. Then, as he felt her mouth move to his stomach, he gasped, suddenly understanding why she’d not yet given him what he needed.



“Krys, honey. You don’t have to…” he whispered hoarsely, wanting so badly for her to continue. He felt her breath on his cock, and all ability to speak left him. Her hands moved to grasp him, and when he felt her tongue flick over his tip, he couldn‘t stop himself thrusting up to meet her. His hands tangled in her hair as her mouth closed over him, and a strangled sound escaped his throat.



Shaking uncontrollably now, he tried to concentrate on anything but what she was doing to him, trying to prolong the incredible sensations he felt. But he was too close, it felt too good, and soon his restraint deserted him and he was thrusting shallowly into her mouth. He heard her groan, and the vibration knocked him over the edge.



“Krys, I’m going to come,’ he gasped, vaguely recalling what Sirius had told him about giving her a chance to move if this happened.

But her lips continue to move on him, if anything, she took him further into her mouth. He tried one last time, “Krys, move.”

But she didn’t and then he was exploding, his hands tight in her hair, a moan that sounded as if it had been ripped from his chest loud in the air.



Remus was still trembling and panting when she moved to lay next to him, her head on his chest. Seeing him struggling with his emotions, as she had, she didn’t talk, just lay with him, her fingers tracing his scars as she listened to his heart beat begin to slow.

“You didn’t move. Did you just…’ he asked, his voice still gravely. She nodded against his chest. “And?’ he said, looking down at the top of her head.

“I like how you taste,’ she said, her voice a little shaky.



He moved, sliding down on the bed until his face was level with hers and, without any words or hesitation, he grasped her face and kissed her, tasting himself on her lips. They had kissed many, many times by now, but this was different, and they both felt it. As their lips softly touched each other, they knew for certain what they’d both begun to suspect; that this wasn’t a high school fling or shared attraction and passion. This was love - deep, strong and true.

Unable yet to voice his feelings to her, needing time to absorb the realisation, he pulled her to him. They lay silently, not needing words. Stroking each other’s skin lightly, they were lost in their own thoughts as Remus’ room mates came into the room, grinning at each other when they saw the closed curtains.



Rushing the next morning to pack, Krystal saw that Lily was in a particularly good mood. She stopped her packing when Lily began to hum, frowning at her friend.

“Alright, spill,’ she demanded, sitting on Lily’s bed next to her trunk.

“What?’ said Lily with a grin. Krystal smiled too, thinking she might have guessed what had happened.

“You and James?’ she asked, her smile broadening when Lily nodded, blushing.

“He kissed me, and this time I didn’t hit him,’ she said with a giggle, remembering the last time he’d made a move on her.

“Lily! So, you do like him after all?’ Krystal said, bouncing slightly on the bed in her excitement for her friend.

Lily’s face turned serious and she nodded again, saying, “I do, Krys. He’s not a jerk like he used to be; he’s a really good guy.” Krystal laughed, and stood up.

“I’ve been trying to tell you that for years, Lil,’ she said, picking up the last of her clothes and dumping them in her trunk, slamming the lid shut.



“So,’ said Lily, closing her trunk as well and moving to sit on Krystal’s bed. “You spent the night with Remus again last night. Anything you want to tell me?”

Krystal had confided in Lily that, despite their mutual longing for each other, she and Remus had decided to wait a little while before going all the way. She’d also told her how they’d overcome their frustration while they waited, but this time, Krystal felt like she wanted to keep what happened to herself.

“Still sticking to the plan,’ she said lightly, but her face gave something away, and Lily smiled.



“Something happened, didn’t it? Not sex, but…something,’ she said, frowning as Krystal’s face changed, becoming uncertain. “Krys, everything’s alright, isn’t it?”

Krystal nodded, “Yes. I just….,‘ she stopped talking, hesitating before admitting out loud, “I love him, Lily.”

Lily smiled, relieved. She stood and hugged her friend tightly. “Krys, I hate to break the news to you, but the only ones who didn’t know that were you and Remus,’ she said softly. “I’m glad you finally realised it.”



Remus was having a similar conversation with James, his friend having told him that Lily finally agreed to go on a date with him over the holidays.

“That’s great, James. Looks like your persistence paid off,’ Remus said, happy for him. “So, Krys snuck out of here early this morning,’ James said, leaning back against his packed trunk, watching Remus put the last books in his own.

Remus smiled, “Mmm,’ he murmured, unwilling to talk about what had gone on the night before. What had happened was too intimate, too special for him to brag about it with his friends. James seemed to understand that, though.



He looked at Remus thoughtfully, frowning slightly as he spoke. “How did you know?’ he asked, flushing a little. Remus turned from his now closed trunk, looking puzzled.

“How did I know what?’ he asked, walking over to James and sitting opposite him, on Peter’s bed.

“How did you know it was Krystal? How did you know that you….that you loved her?”



Remus looked startled. He hadn’t told anyone about how he felt about Krystal.

James saw his shock and smiled. “Didn’t you know yet?’ he asked, grinning at his friend. “I did,’ Remus admitted, with a smile. ‘I guess I’ve always known, but it didn’t really hit me till last night. But how did you know?”

“Everyone knows how you and Krys feel about each other, Moony. I think you two are the last to figure it out,’ he grinned at Remus’ red face.

“So, how did you know?’ James asked again, his face losing it’s smile.



Remus frowned. “I’m not sure. I had a crush on her for ages, but I think it started to change when Malfoy attacked her.” Remus shook his head, feeling a fresh surge of anger. “I wanted to kill him, Prongs. But mostly, I wanted to protect her. I wanted to just hold her and never let anything hurt her again. I think that’s when it started, but I didn’t know for sure until last night.” He saw James’ unsure face.

“I’ve been falling for her for years, James. I’m just a little slow on the uptake, I guess. Is this about Lily? Do you think you…..”

He stopped as James stood up and shrugged. “I don’t know, Moony. I’ve liked her for ages, but now……”

Remus stood as well. “Krys makes me happier than I’ve ever been. She’s always on my mind, and she makes me feel like I can do anything. She accepts me - all of me - and I feel…like we’re part of each other. Every time I kiss her, I think I fall more in love with her. I don’t know if that’s the same for everyone, but….” He shrugged.

James nodded, and smiled. “Sounds alright to me.’ he said wistfully.



The trip back home on the Hogwarts Express seemed to go quickly, and they all hugged goodbye at the station. Krystal and Remus lingered over their goodbyes, knowing that they wouldn’t be seeing each other for at least a few days: the full moon was due the next night.



“I’ll send you an owl when I’m feeling better,’ Remus promised, his arms around her waist. She tightened her arms around his shoulders, pressing herself against him.

“The very second?’ she asked, standing on her toes so she could kiss him.

“Mmmm,’ he murmured against her lips. Forgetting for a second where they were, they allowed the kiss to deepen, until they heard giggling from some Third Years.



They blushed and pulled apart a little. “You still having a party for your birthday? I’ll have to figure out what to get you,’ Remus said, running his hands up and down her back. ‘I really loved my present.‘

He grinned, remembering his confusion at first when Krystal had given him scarves, but comprehension hit as she stripped, revealing the hottest lingerie he’d ever seen, and she’d used those scarves to tie him up. She’d proceeded to demonstrate precisely how to touch her in ways that made her moan and arch off the bed, and showed him just how much she’d learnt about what made him have the same reaction.



Krystal grinned and kissed him, saying, “And I have every intention of giving you something these holidays as well, so don’t do yourself too much damage this full moon alright?”

Remus looked down at her and felt his body stir.

“Shit, Krys.’ he complained as he felt himself get hard. “My mum will be here in a second, and I’ve got a hard on.”

Krystal giggled, but soon lost her smile. “Just try to go easy on yourself. I know you can’t control it, it’s just…”

He nodded. “I know. I’ll try.”



This would be his first transformation for ages without James, Sirius and Peter with him to keep him a little sane, and she wasn’t the only one worried.

He smiled and tried his best to kiss their concerns away, again allowing himself to get a little carried away, until he heard a throat being cleared loudly next to them.



For God’s sake, you two,’ said Krystal’s mother, trying to hide a smile. “There’s a time and a place, and this is not it!”

Remus’ father stood just behind her, not bothering to hide his amusement. Quick hello’s and hugs were given, Remus touched when Mrs O’Connor hugged him.

Krystal had told him she had told her parents about his lycanthropy months ago, but it was one thing accepting your daughter’s werewolf friend, quite another to welcome her werewolf boyfriend. Krystal and his dad hugged, his dad whispering something to her and she laughed.



Their parents walked in front of them out of the station, talking about upcoming holiday plans. Remus held Krystal’s hand as they walked to their cars, stopping her a short distance from their parents.

“Are you sure about this?’ he asked, taking both her hands in his.

“Very sure,’ she replied, leaning over to kiss him. “I’ve just got to figure out how we’re going to get the time alone. I don’t want to rush.”

“Neither do I,’ he said, grinning as he kissed her, letting it linger until his father called out, “Remus, leave the girl alone. We’re going!”



They both laughed and Remus waved as he got into the car. Krystal and her mother watched him drive off, then her mother turned to her.

“I think we may need to expand on that school sex talk, young lady,’ she said. Krystal sighed, and got in the car.