Fire and Water

Chapter Fifteen



“Krystal, come on!’ Lily called, looking at her watch. She turned on the stereo as Krystal ran down the stairs, coming to an abrupt halt in front of her friend.

“What do you think?’ she said, spinning around on the spot.

Lily grinned. “I hope your dad isn’t staying,’ she said, with a laugh as she took in Krystal’s dress.

“I’m not wearing it for my dad,’ Krystal retorted, with a smile.



It was the day of her seventeenth birthday and her parents had organised a small party to celebrate her coming of age. Her mother had taken her shopping for a new dress, rolling her eyes at Krystal’s choice. The bright blue dress had thin straps with a tight bodice, giving her even more cleavage than usual. It flared out at the hip, ending an inch or so above her knees. Her hair was back in a braid, and her eyes were sparkling.



‘So,’ said Lily, lowering her voice. ‘You’re still planning on making this THE night?” Krystal nodded. “I can’t wait, Lils,’ she said, excitedly.

“Aren’t you scared?’ asked Lily.

Krystal thought for a moment. “No,’ she said. “I‘m excited. I trust Remus…and I really want to be with him.”



Krystal had opened up to her mother about her plans and, although her mother said she would like her to wait as long as possible, she was officially an adult now. It had been Mrs O’Connor’s suggestion that she and Krystal’s father take a short vacation, leaving Krystal at home.

’I’d rather you had your first time somewhere familiar and comfortable, rather than at a friend’s place or in a grungy cupboard,’ she’d said, surprising Krystal.



She warned Krystal, though, not to mention to her father that Remus would also be staying at the house, insisting that she would break the news once they were well away.

“No matter how old you get, honey, you’ll always be his baby. He won’t understand. Best to leave him to me,’ she’d said, hugging her daughter.



She’d sent an owl to Remus explaining the arrangements, and received one back, in which he’d complained that he had just sat through the most embarrassing hour of his life with his father after telling him about their plans.

‘He actually used the word, ‘orgasm’, Krys,’ he wrote. ‘I thought I was going to pass out.’ Remus had been writing often, though she hadn’t seen him for two weeks. He was mysteriously very busy; refusing to tell her what he was doing.



A knock on the door startled Krystal and she went to open it, seeing Mary and Alice. After opening their gifts, they sat talking in Krystal’s room, until her father called out that James and Sirius were here. The four girls walked downstairs, her father smiling until he saw Krystal’s dress. He opened his mouth, but Mrs O’Connor grabbed him and dragged him from the room.

James smiled at her, and said, “Nice dress, Krys,’ before being distracted by Lily. Sirius was more vocal, jokingly begging her to reconsider dating Remus to take up with him. She laughed, but noticed Sirius’ smiles seemed a little forced.



She took him into a corner, and asked, ‘What’s wrong?”

He looked slightly surprised that she’d known something was wrong, but smiled grimly as he said, “I’ve left home. I couldn’t stand it anymore, Krys.”

She frowned, saying worriedly, “Where are you staying?” He indicated over his shoulder to where James was standing with Lily.

“The Potter’s, until I can get my own place,’ he told her.

“Are you alright?’ she asked, taking his hand.

“Yeah,” he said, giving her a small smile. “I was never very happy there, so it’s for the best.”

They were both distracted as Peter and Frank arrived, and some of her friends from other school houses began turning up. Remus was still absent though.



Krystal was getting a little anxious when there was a knock on the door. She opened it, smiling when she saw Remus standing there.

“Hi,’ she said softly, suddenly feeling a little shy.

His mouth opened but nothing but a sharp exhale came out. Krystal grinned as Remus eye’s moved down her body.



“Holy shit, Krys!’ he exclaimed when he regained the power of speech. “What are you trying to do to me?” She did a little twirl, hearing a soft groan from him as her skirt moved, flashing an even greater amount of leg.

“Like it?’ she asked.

He stepped forward and took her face in his hands, kissing her hard and long, leaving her breathless when he finally let her go.

“Should I take that as a yes?’ she said.

‘I can’t wait to take it off you,’ he murmured, kissing her again, softer this time.



He moved into the house, bringing a small bag of clothes with him.

“Should I hide this, or do I spend the night hiding from your father?’ he asked, not sure whether she’d told her somewhat protective father her plans.

“Probably best to hide it,’ she suggested, sliding it into the coat cupboard. She took his hand and they moved into the living room, where the party was starting to get moving.



Camera’s were passed around and everyone took photos. Krystal took one of her parents dancing.

“And they whinge about my inappropriate public displays of affection,’ she complained to Lily, watching as her father bent her mother backwards in a dip. Krystal shook her head despairingly and Lily laughed.



The sky outside turned dark, and the teenagers got louder. Krystal’s parents disappeared, saying they were too old to cope with the volume of the music. Remus went in search of drinks, and stumbled across Mrs O’Connor in the kitchen, sitting at the table with a book. She looked up when he entered, smiling at him.



“Looking for something?’ she asked, closing the book.

‘Um, Krys wants more drinks out,’ he mumbled, not able to meet her eye. This was his girlfriends’ mother: who happened to know he planned on having sex with her daughter tonight.

“She’s got you well trained,’ Mrs O’Connor laughed, standing and walking to the small laundry off the kitchen. Remus followed, and saw the drinks in ice in the laundry tub. Mrs O’Connor began to pull bottles out of the ice and hand them to Remus.





“You know, Krystal’s father and I began dating when we were only a little older than you and Krys,’ she said, handing him bottles of Butterbeer. “We had to sneak around to be alone together and one night, we were nearly caught, and forgot to do the spells. Krystal was born nine months later.”

She looked at him, a serious look on her face. “I love Krystal and I don’t regret for one second having her, but, we were too young for that responsibility. If I had my time again, I would have made sure I’d taken all precautions and started my family when I was ready.”

Remus flushed, and nodded, understanding the message. She stared at him for a moment longer, then handed him the bottles she held.

“Krystal cares very much for you, Remus, and I must admit, I’ve never seen her as calm or content as she’s been lately. But if this is just a fling for you; if you don’t care for her the way she does for you, please don’t stay tonight.”



Remus couldn’t stay silent any longer. “This isn’t just a fling or a passing infatuation, Mrs O’Connor. I…..I love her. I‘ve always loved her,’ he said, a little embarrassed but determined to make her understand that he wasn’t just after sex.

Mrs O’Connor looked at him carefully. ‘When Krys told me about your…problem, I must admit I hoped her feelings were just a crush, and that she‘d get over it. The life you two may have is not the life I wanted for her,’ she said quietly, seeing the guilty look on his face. ’So I guess it’s a bit ironic that I believe you are the man I wanted for her.’

Remus gave her a grateful smile. She smiled back at him and handed him the last bottles, saying, “I want to show you a spell that may be useful.”



Soon after, her parent’s departed for their short holiday, her mother whispering a reminder about contraceptive spells in Krystal’s ear. She nodded, assuring her mother she’d already taken care of it. She was surprised when her mother turned to Remus and hugged him, whispering something to him. Remus nodded and they waved good bye.



“What was all that about?‘ she asked, turning to him, sliding her arms around his waist. “Your mum and I had a talk earlier. She just wanted to make sure I remembered what she said,‘ he answered, with a small smile.

“Did she give you the ‘I love my daughter but I got pregnant too young’ speech?‘ Krystal asked, with a raised eyebrow.

Remus laughed, and nodded, saying, “She did mention that actually.“

Sighing a little, she shook her head, and they went back to the party, the music having magically been turned up even more as her parents departed.



The teenagers were having a great time. Sirius had cheered up and asked Krystal to dance, spinning and twirling her dangerously, both of them laughing. Remus got talking to some Ravenclaw boys, but soon pulled Krystal into a quiet corner and sat her on the couch.



“Having fun?’ he said, with a smile. She fanned herself with her hand, her face pink and her damp hair curling around her face.

“Yeah, but I kind of wish they’d all leave,’ she replied, looking at him.

He looked back at her, his blue eyes burning with intensity. He raised his hand and brushed a tendril of hair away from her face, his hand brushing against her cheek. She smiled, and they both inexplicably blushed. Strange that such a small innocent touch could make them flush after some of the other things they’d done together.



“You haven’t danced with me yet,’ she said softly.

Remus smiled, and stood up, holding out his hand. “Come on, we’ll give Sirius a run for his money.” Krystal laughed and took his hand.

They danced, Sirius and Mary joining them until someone switched the song and a slower one came on. Some of the teenagers left the dance floor, but many remained, arms around each other as they swayed together.



Krystal felt her heart race when Remus put his arms around her shoulders and pulled her close to him. A feeling of being protected; cherished came over her as he held her. She closed her eyes, her head against his shoulder and shivered as his hand ran across her back.



“I haven’t given you my present,’ he said, his voice husky. “Is it ok if I give it to you later; once everyone’s gone?’

Krystal looked up at him and smiled. “Yeah,’ she said, before adding cheekily, ‘Is it a bit naughty?”

Remus shook his head and laughed. “No. You’ve got a filthy mind,’ he joked.

“You love it,’ she declared, then flushed. His smile faded a little and his face turned serious.

“Yeah, I do,’ he said, his tone tender.



His hands moved up her arms and as he gazed at her, his fingers stroked her face and neck lightly; carefully, as if he was afraid she would break. Krystal swallowed hard against the lump that had suddenly risen in her throat. Her hands moved to the back of his neck, pulling his head to her. She cupped his face, running her thumbs along his jaw, their foreheads resting against each other as they continued to sway to the music.



Remus’ thumb traced the line of her bottom lip before he leant forward to kiss her gently. He pulled her closer to him and they wrapped their arms around each other. Burying her face in his neck, she kissed the skin under her mouth as his fingers found the thin strap of her dress and moved it slightly aside, lowering his head to kiss her shoulder.



“Krystal,’ called Alice, near the door. “There are parents here.” Embraces broke all around the dance floor as parents began to arrive to collect their children.

“Finally,’ smiled Remus, getting a grin from Krystal in return. Lily gave Krystal a big hug before she left, telling her to call her tomorrow. James and Sirius lingered as they waited for James’ dad. Krystal, talking with James, saw Sirius and Remus speaking in low tones off to the side, and, as Mr Potter pulled up in his car, Remus put his hand on Sirius’ shoulder and nodded at him.



Remus and Krystal walked quickly inside, shutting the door behind them. “Is he alright?‘ Krystal asked Remus, who nodded.

“I think he’s hurting more than he lets on, but he’ll be happier in the long run,‘ he said, frowning a little as he picked up his overnight bag. She watched him and for a moment, they looked nervously at one another.



“Krys, if you‘re not sure about this…” Remus began, but she stopped him with a shake of her head.

“I‘m sure. Very sure,’ she replied, taking his hands. “Are you?‘ she asked, with a small frown.

He smiled and leant over, kissing her softly. “I’m positive,‘ he murmured against her lips, following her as she led him up the stairs to her room.



They took off their shoes and sat on her bed. Curling up like a cat on the covers, Krystal asked how his transformation had gone this month. Remus frowned and admitted it was harder than usual without his friends to distract him. He’d done some damage - Krystal insisting on seeing, frowning when he undid his shirt, pushing it open and exposing his scars. Biting her lip, she ran her finger over a particularly long one on his upper arm. She heard his sigh, and looked up at him. He was staring at her, a look of longing on his face.



After a moment, she leaned forward and gently kissed him. He let her - closing his eyes as he let her take his face in her hands, kissing him softly. Soon, though he wasn’t content to sit still, his hands reaching for her shoulders, moving them both slowly so that they were lying on the bed; Krystal on top of him as their kiss deepened, their tongues tracing over each other’s lips.



Remus moved his hands to her head, frustrated by her braid. His fingers found the hair band and gently pulled it out, allowing her hair to fall around their faces. He pushed his hands into it, feeling the strands brushing against his cheek now. They made out for a while, until their breath was coming faster and heat was beginning to build up uncomfortably in their bodies.



Remus ran his hands up Krystal’s back, and felt for the zipper of her dress, pulling it slowly down. He parted the material, feeling her move so he could pull it over her head. He moaned slightly when he saw she wasn’t wearing a bra, and her uncovered breasts rubbed against him as she lay back down on him.



Krystal was kissing his neck now, as his hands ran over her bare back. She tugged at his shirt, and Remus sat up, so, sitting in his lap, she could slide it off his shoulders. Her breasts now made full contact with his skin, and they both gasped a little in each other’s mouths as they kissed again, their lips more urgent now as they sat face to face,



Krystal’s hands moved to Remus’ pants, and she undid his fly, sliding her thumbs into the sides and pulling down. Lifting his butt, Remus pulled both his pants and underwear all the way off, closing his eyes when he felt Krystal’s thin lacy underwear against him; the only barrier between them now.



She was straddling him, kissing along his shoulder. Their chests were pressed together, she pulled back a little so her hands could brush over his nipples. Remus’ hands moved to cup her breasts, leaning back so he could take a nipple in his mouth, hearing Krystal’s sharp intake of breath and the stilling of her hands as she moved them to his head.



‘God, Remus,’ she whispered as he teased her nipples with his mouth and fingers. He could feel her beginning to press herself against him. He refused to give into her impatience tonight, although it was difficult when her hands moved again, wandering down his stomach to touch his erection gently.



He pushed her back, so she was now lying on her back with him over her. He kissed her, allowing it to get heated before tearing his mouth away to move down her neck. She groaned when she felt his teeth on her breast, arching up into his touch.



Moving down her body, he kissed and licked her skin, until he reached the lacy edge of her underwear. Running his tongue along the edge, he felt her hips lifting, and a shiver shook her. Remus pushed aside the elastic, kissing the flesh he’d revealed. She moaned impatiently, and he felt his restraint slip, pulling her underwear down a little rougher than he’d intended.



He kissed her inner thigh, the smell of her arousal causing a painful reaction in him. Gritting his teeth for a second, he stopped, regaining some control. Sliding his fingers along her, he felt her dampness and groaned into her skin, hearing her answering groan as his tongue lapped at her, finding the spot that made her gasp and press herself against him. She tasted incredible and he felt himself tightening. He moved his fingers faster, knowing she was very close. When he scraped his teeth over her, he heard her cry and felt her hips rise, her body shaking as she tightened around his fingers.



When he felt her relaxing, he removed his fingers, sucking them and enjoying hearing her soft curse as she watched him. He kissed her, slowing down now as he stroked his hands over her body, both arousing her again, and helping him to reign himself in.



In only a few minutes, he felt her nipples harden against his hand, and hearing her make a soft noise in her throat, he bent his head back to them. She began to move her hips against him, and he slid his hand back down between them, stroking her again, feeling her jump a little, but there was no objection.



He was aching now, he was so hard. He took a few deep breaths, and moved his mouth back up to hers, kissing her hungrily, knowing he couldn‘t hold off any longer.

“Krys,…” he began, but she interrupted him.



“Please, Remus. I want you inside me,’ she whispered, and he felt his control begin to slip. Shifting so he was pressed up against her heat, he began to move a little at a time, feeling the tip of him slide inside her. He gasped, his lungs emptying at the sensation, feeling an almost overwhelming urge to slam himself into her.



Shaking now as he tried to hang onto his self control, he watched her face as he moved again. She had a look of complete trust on her face, and it was all he could do to hold on. He closed his eyes, feeling himself sliding further into her heat with each small, slow thrust. Her hips were lifting to meet him, and he moved a little too hard. He heard her gasp and felt a barrier, stopping him from going any further.



“Krys,’ he said, his voice low and hoarse. “I can try and go easy, but it might be better if I just do this quickly.”

She nodded, and whispered, ‘Just do it.” He leaned forward and kissed her, waiting until she was responding heatedly before thrusting quickly, feeling the barrier give way as he slid all the way into her.

She cried out into his mouth, and clenched her eyes closed. He felt her body tense, and gasped as she tightened around him. Nearly coming undone by the feel of her body encasing him, Remus held himself still, thinking of anything other than what he was doing, trying to curb his desire to let go.



“Ok?’ he asked, when he felt her body begin to relax again.

She smiled up at him and nodded. “I think it’s alright. It feels ok now,’ she said, grabbing his head and kissing him gently, then harder as his hand strayed, moving down her body to her soft curls, flicking at her sensitive clit. Her hips rose, and Remus groaned.



She smiled and did it again, but he moved with her this time, pulling back as her hips touched the bed. She moaned as his fingers teased her, wrapping a leg around him, pulling him deep inside her again. They both groaned in unison, and Remus knew he’d just about reached the limits of his control.

“Krys, I don’t know how much longer I can hang on,’ he ground out, burying his face in her neck as they moved against each other again.



“Remus, I’m so close. Keep going. Please?’ she implored him, her hands sliding to his hips and pulling him towards her. Surprised, but now losing hold of what little restraint remained, he thrust into her harder, his movements quickly becoming erratic as he got closer to his own release. Seeing her bite her lip, he moved his hand, rubbing her again. He felt Krystal’s hips rise sharply and she let out hoarse cry.



He knew she was just about there, and he pushed into her, whispering in her ear, “I want to feel you come while I‘m inside you, Krys.”

She moaned deep in her throat and pushed her hips up, as he felt a spasm rip through her. He groaned when he felt her tighten around him, squeezing him. He thrust hard into her once more before he exploded, tremors rocking him as he called out her name and held her tight against him.



Krystal felt him shuddering and reached for him, pulling his face to hers and kissing him. He responded passionately, almost bruising her lips as he came down from his release, but, as his mind became clear again, his mouth became gentler and soon he was kissing her tenderly. He cupped her chin in one hand as they kissed, his breathing still coming in pants.



As their mouths broke apart, he let out a groan and collapsed on her, making her giggle. His head was on her breast, and she felt him let out a breath of laughter, before he pushed himself back up on his elbows.

“Are you alright?’ he asked, semi urgently. “Did I hurt you? I know I got a bit rough towards the end.”

Krystal shook her head and smiled at him, her eyes shining. “I’m fine. Better than fine,’ she corrected. “I’m fucking amazing.”

Remus grinned, and moved up to kiss her, saying, “You sure as hell are,’ as his lips touched hers.



She gasped a little as he moved. He was still inside her, and slid deeper as he kissed her. He felt it too and moaned.

“You feel so good, Krys,’ he said into her mouth as their kiss deepened. He could feel himself hardening again, and couldn’t believe it. He heard her laugh softly and knew she’d felt it too.



“Can you just give me a couple of minutes?’ she said, grinning when he broke the kiss. “It doesn’t hurt, but I am a little….’ she paused as she searched for the right word. “Stretched,’ she finally said, smacking him when he grinned proudly.

“Stop it,’ she admonished him, although smiling herself.



As she spoke, Remus remembered what her mother had told him earlier, and slowly slid away from her, hearing her shaky breath when he slipped out of her. He noticed some blood on the sheets, and frowned. Determined now to try the spell her mother had mentioned, he found his wand in his bag and came back to the bed where she was sitting up now watching him.



“I’ve already done the spells,’ she said, thinking that’s what he was going to do.

“I know, this is a different spell,’ he explained, pointing his wand at her abdomen. He cast a Cleansing Spell on both of them, knowing how sticky she must be feeling inside. Taking a breath, he mumbled an incantation under his breath, quickly looking up at her when she gasped, “Shit, that’s cold!”

He watched her as he saw her face change. After several seconds, she smiled broadly.



“What did you do?’ she asked, feeling the stretched, sore sensation leave her.

Remus grinned. “Your mum showed me that,’ he admitted, watching as she grimaced. “She and your dad….”

“Ok, ok!’ she said loudly, holding up her hands to her ears. “I really don’t want to know how she knows it.” She lowered her hands and smiled at him, a little lasciviously. “I’m just glad she showed it to you.”



His wand dropped out of his hand as she threw herself at him, kissing him hard. He responded enthusiastically, falling back onto the bed as they laughed. After a short make out session, they went downstairs to raid the fridge. Remus wearing only his pants, Krystal only his shirt and her knickers. They talked as they ate, unable to keep their hands from touching each other. Remus felt himself harden again when Krystal licked jam off her fingers and the sight of her barely covered ass, bending over to get the milk out of the fridge was too much for him. He grabbed her, spinning her around and kissing her frantically.



Her arms came up to wrap around him, feeling her body respond quickly. Remus looked a little surprised as she pushed him back into a kitchen chair, then straddled his lap. “You’re not too sore?’ he asked, as her wandering hands brushed over the front of his pants. She shook her head, her lips on his neck.

“Are you sure?’ he argued, even as his own hands moved to her hips and pulled her nearer.

She looked up at him, a slightly annoyed look on her face. “If you don’t want to,…’ she began, rising off him, but he pulled her back down to him, kissing her hotly. Irritation forgotten, she pressed herself into him, getting a little frustrated by her inability to get leverage.

“This chair is too damn high,’ she complained against his lips.



Pulling away, he stood up, holding her to him. Krystal laughed, and wrapped her arms and legs tight around him. They kissed as Remus staggered to the living room, and, unable to make it up the stairs on his now trembling legs, collapsed upright onto the couch, with her straddling his lap. He shifted so he could pull Krystal close to him, and heard her groan as she pressed herself against his groin.



“Much better,’ she said, and he moaned in agreement as her mouth found his nipples, her hands working on his fly. She could feel him rubbing against her and suddenly wanted him to be inside her more than anything. Remus too, felt himself rapidly becoming fully aroused, fumbling urgently at the buttons on his shirt that she was wearing. When he felt her hand slip inside his pants and stroke him, the very loose hold he’d had on his restraint vanished. He yanked the lapels of the shirt, tearing the buttons off as he pulled the shirt off her. He heard her chuckle then gasp as he lowered his head to her breast, biting her nipple lightly while she grasped his head.



Both of them lost control. Krystal tugged Remus’ pants down, releasing him so she could stroke him, teasing him almost beyond reason. He thrust up into her hand, then moved his hands down to her butt, cupping it, before sliding his hand between her legs, into her underwear, pushing his fingers inside her. Both of them moaned and Krystal didn’t want to wait any longer.



She shoved her underwear down, pulling only one leg out before moving back to Remus’ lap. Sensing her need, he pushed his pants down further, and held her hips as she moved over him. She bit her lip as she felt the tip of him enter her, and holding her breath, sank down until he was completely buried in her. There was no pain, no barriers. They were a perfect fit.



Remus gripped her hips when she tried to move, his head thrown back against the cushions as he shook it.

“Just give me a minute,’ he said harshly, gritting his teeth as he throbbed.

She grinned and kissed his exposed neck, hearing him groan, “God!”, as she grazed her teeth over his thin skin.

His head came up and he kissed her hard, holding her close as she began to move, his fingers digging into her ass.



Their moans mingled as they were both quickly taken to the edge of passion. Krystal felt Remus’ mouth on her neck, telling her in between kisses how she was making him crazy. When she felt him tense and whisper, “Krys, now. Please!”, she felt something break in her, and convulsions took over.



She gripped his shoulders, her face pressed into his neck as she whispered his name against his skin. Remus let go as well as the first spasm overtook her, pulling her hips tight against him, trying to get as deep into her as he could. Shaking uncontrollably, he buried his head in her hair, saying her name over and over.



Still now, but shaking, Remus let go of her hips, running his hands up her back, pressing her to him, still feeling it wasn’t close enough. Krystal moved her head, breathing heavily as she rested her forehead against his, as his hands moved to the back of her head, tangling in her hair. Tremors were still intermittently shaking them, and his lips were quivering as he leant forward and kissed her lightly, raising her head so he could look at her face.



“I love you, Krys.” His words were soft but sure.

She moved, brushing her lips over his, before she said in a shaking voice, “I love you too, Remus.”



Lying in her bed together much later, the first rays of sun beginning to shine through the curtains, Remus remembered he hadn’t yet given her his gift. Ignoring her complaints, he got out of bed and took a small package from his bag. He slipped back into bed next to her, and handed her the present, watching nervously as she opened it.



“Remus.” His name came out as a whisper as she pulled the gold necklace out of the small box. She looked at him with wide eyes, then looked back down at the necklace. The chain held a charm - a filigree heart. ‘It’s beautiful.’

“Here,’ he said, his voice cracking a little. He took the fine gold chain off her and reached around her neck to put it on, kissing her shoulder as he moved away.

“Do you like it? Dad said men should never choose jewellery for their girlfriends unless they’ve been told exactly what to get, but….”



His sentence went unfinished as Krystal kissed him, putting everything she was feeling into it. When she pulled away, he looked a little stunned.

“I love it,’ she said, holding the finely made charm in her hand. She looked up at him and smiled. “And I love you.”

Remus grinned at her words, and kissed her, pushing her back onto the pillows. “You’d better love me,’ he growled as he nipped at her ear. “My dad absolutely flogged me over the last two weeks so I could pay him back.”

She giggled as he tickled her ribs. “I’m worth it, aren’t I?’ she teased, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Looking down at her, his face turning serious as he nodded. ‘You‘re worth it,’ he whispered before kissing her.