Fire and Water

Doesnt\' end there - this is Seventh Year. My story ends after the final battle.



Coming up: Hot cupboard sex. Hot bathroom sex



Thanks for reviews guys! Warms the cockles of my cold, cold heart. Fifteen Stitches - I\'m thinking about your ship suggestion. I like them together better than R/T (shudder)





Chapter Seventeen



Classes were ridiculously difficult now, leaving very little leisure time, much to both Lily and Krystal’s frustration. Both girls were spending so much time on homework, they had very little time for their boyfriends. Remus and James were also finding the lack of spare time aggravating.



‘I’m so frustrated I might just explode if Krys so much as looks at me,’ Remus complained to Sirius one night at dinner before the Christmas holidays. ‘Not much danger of that happening though. If she’s not studying, she’s tutoring the Fifth Years. And if she’s free, I’ve either got prefect duty or it’s the full moon.’



Sirius laughed. ‘See, the problem with relationships is that you think you have to put a bit of effort into sex. If you were happy just to have a quickie in the hall closet, you’d be a whole lot more satisfied.’

‘I’d settle for a quickie right now,’ Remus grumbled, poking his potato. ‘It’d be damn quick, that’s for sure. It’s been nearly a month, for God’s sake.’

Sirius laughed again as James joined them. ‘Jesus, I cannot get a minute alone with Lily lately,’ he complained, looking annoyed when Sirius and Remus both laughed.



‘There’s only so much I can take, Lily,’ said Krystal as they walked into the hall for dinner. ‘If I don’t get some time alone with him soon, I’m going to jump him in the Dining hall one night and have my way with him on the staff table. It’s been a month on Saturday since we were last together.’ She let out a long breath as she recalled that night in his room and she squirmed a little remembering what his tongue had done to her. Heat flowed over her and her knees went a little weak.



Lily laughed then added her own complaints. Things between her and James had heated up fairly quickly, and she confided in Krystal that, although they were yet to go all the way, that was the only step left to take.

‘Now I know why you woke me up screaming that time,’ she’d said, grinning.



They walked over to the boys at the table, sitting down.

‘Jeez, don’t tell me we actually get to eat together tonight,’ Krystal exclaimed, kissing Remus quickly on the top of his head, seeing Professor McGonagall’s disapproving stare.

He sighed. ‘No, we don’t,’ he said, turning to her. ‘I have to go. Prefect’s meeting, then hall monitor duty tonight till midnight. That’s why I ate early.’



Krystal let out a frustrated growl. ‘This is getting ridiculous, Remus,’ she hissed, leaning over so they wouldn’t be overheard. ‘We have to get some time alone.’

He looked at her as she spoke, his eyes drawn to her lips. ‘I know. Sirius reckons a quickie in the closet would be enough for him but…..’

Krystal frowned. ‘It’d do me at the moment too.’

They looked at each other, a smile breaking across their faces.

‘How long till that meeting?’ she asked.

‘About ten minutes,’ he answered, feeling himself harden.

‘Plenty of time,’ she said, getting up quickly. ‘Might be able to do it twice.’





He laughed as she took his hand and they left the hall. Remus dragged her up the stairs to a deserted corridor.

‘Filtch keeps his cleaning stuff in here,’ he said, screwing up his nose as he opened the cupboard door.

‘I don’t give a rat’s ass if he keeps dead bodies in here, Remus,’ she said, pushing him in and slamming the door behind her. She lit her wand, and locked the door, groaning as she felt his hands move to her breasts.

‘Ouch,’ she heard as a mop fell over onto his arm. ‘It’s too cramped in here,’ he muttered.

‘Haven’t you got anything better to do with that mouth than complain,’ she said, crankily. He grinned and flicked his finger over her nipple, catching her moan in his mouth as he kissed her hungrily, pushing her up against the door.



Their hands were frantic. Krystal shoved his pants down to his knees, hearing him grunt when she closed her hand around his cock. His hand had been moving under her skirt and she felt him yank at her underwear, hearing it tear. The sound inexplicably turned her on and she groaned.

She felt his fingers move inside her, but she didn’t have the patience to wait, saying desperately, ‘Remus, please. Just fuck me, ok?’



She heard a definite growl as he spun her around so she was now facing the door. Feeling a little faint when she felt his hand parting her legs, she pushed her ass back, grinding it against him. She heard his hiss and felt him shove up her skirt. Suddenly, he had pushed roughly into her, making her bang her head on the door. Not noticing the pain of her bruised head, she nearly blacked out at the pleasure that swamped her when she felt him slide into her. He pulled her hips back as he thrust into her again, groaning as he felt her soft, wet heat all around him.



‘Christ, Krys. This isn’t going to last long,’ he moaned into her ear as he began to thrust hard and fast into her. ‘You feel too bloody good.’

His words and his lips against her ear nearly sent her over the edge. She moved his hand around between her legs, and, taking the hint, he stroked her clit firmly twice before she started to convulse, pushing hard back against him. Krystal bit her lip, tasting blood, as she tried to hold back her scream. She felt him bite her shoulder as he slammed into her once more then gripped her to him as he came as well, shuddering and moaning into her neck.



They stood leaning against the door, panting. ‘Two and a half minutes?’ she guessed, hearing his laugh against her skin.

‘Two, I reckon,’ he said, pulling out of her gently and turning her around. ‘’Just fuck me‘, huh? You’ve got a real potty mouth when you’re horny, you know.’ He pulled his pants up, fastening them quickly.

She slapped his chest playfully. ‘I said please! Anyway, you actually ripped my knickers off. I don’t think you can talk about manners,’ she said, feeling another rush of heat.



He grinned and leant over to kiss her, but pulled away.

‘You’re bleeding’ he said, reaching for her wand and holding it up to see the injury. ‘And you’ve got a lump on your head.’ He frowned at her. ‘Did I do that?’ he asked, looking horrified.

She shook her head. ’I hit my head against the door, and I bit my lip to stop myself screaming, if you must know. It’s all your fault,’ she said, putting her arms around him. ’You’re too damn good at what you do.’



He smiled and kissed her quickly. ’Here,’ he said, pointing the wand at her mouth and whispering an incantation. She felt the bleeding stop and the wound close. He then lowered the wand and muttered a Cleansing Spell, and the Contraceptive spells as well.

’Thanks,’ she said, reaching under her skirt and pulling off the remains of her underwear.



She grinned and reached around him to tuck them into a mop bucket. ‘I’ll leave them for Filtch - a little thank you gift for the use of his closet.’

Remus laughed and kissed her, pressing her up against the door again.

‘I swear it’ll last longer next time,’ he promised, moving his mouth to her jaw.

‘I’ll hold you to that,’ she said, a tiny moan escaping her as his lips crept down to her neck. Remus groaned as well, feeling himself getting hard again as he ran his tongue over her skin.

‘I’ve got to go,’ he mumbled, not lifting his mouth off her.

‘Mmm,’ she agreed, running her hands under his shirt.



Drawing in a breath when her finger brushed over his nipple, he moved his lips back to hers, kissing her hard.

They made out for a minute, then he made a noise in his throat, pulling away with a frown. ‘I really do have to go,’ he said apologetically, rubbing her arms.

She sighed. ‘I know. Come on then,’ she said.



She opened the door a crack, peeking out to make sure no one was around. They walked hand in hand back to the Dining Hall, where Lily and James were waiting for Remus.

‘Where’ve you been?’ she asked crankily. ‘We should have been at the meeting a couple of minutes ago.’ They couldn’t hide their grins, and Lily flushed.

‘God, you two are unbelievable.’ She stomped off and James grinned as he followed, surreptitiously high fiving Remus as he went past.



Remus wrapped his arms around Krystal and kissed her, lifting her off the ground. ‘Stay with me tonight?’ he asked softly, when he set her down laughing.

She smiled ruefully at him. ’Early tutoring session with Sev tomorrow. We promised Sirius we’d never set the alarm that early again. Why don’t you come up to me?’

He grinned and she remembered why he hadn’t spent many nights in her room.

‘Mary is surprisingly prudish about boys using her bathroom - particularly when she walks in on them in the middle of the night,’ he said, laughing as he recalled the girls’ face. Their laughter faded as they realised it would be another night without each other.



‘Go,’ she said, giving him a small smile. ‘Lily will lecture you for days if you are too late.’ He looked at her sadly.

‘See you tomorrow, I guess.’ Krystal nodded, and watched him run up the stairs.



Christmas holidays didn’t give Remus and Krystal any time together at all. The full moon fell on the first few days, then Remus’ dad was ill, meaning Remus had to stay home and help out. Lily was busy with James, so Krystal hung out with Severus a bit. She was still concerned about Severus hanging around with the Dark Arts obsessed Slytherins, but every time she raised the subject, he brushed her off.



Seeing each other for the first time in two weeks, Krystal and Remus were again thwarted in their attempts to spend time together by the extra work that the teacher’s laid on them to prepare them for their NEWT exams. It had now been several weeks since their few minutes in the closet, and they were both frustrated, and miserable.



‘Hi! You’re cute! You remind me of someone I used to go out with,’ Krystal said one night to Remus as he flopped down next to her on the couch after returning from the infirmary after his monthly transformation. He gave her a tired smile, and laid his head on her lap, swinging his legs up onto the seat.

‘I’m buggered,’ he said, rubbing his eyes. She stroked his hair, smiling a little when she saw him close his eyes and heard his soft sigh. She looked down at his weary face, worried.



It had been a difficult change this month, probably due to his sexual frustration. He’d been particularly hard to control, Sirius had told her. He and the others still went with Remus each month, but he had scared them this time with his aggression. His injuries had been more severe than they had been for ages, and he’d spent a couple of days in the hospital wing recovering.



Knowing all this, Krystal had made a decision. ‘I’m telling McGonagall I can’t tutor the Fifth Years anymore,’ she told him abruptly. ‘She’ll have to find someone else to do it.’ He opened his eyes and looked up at her. ‘And I’m cutting out my potions tutorials with Sev. I’m coming along alright now; it’s mainly just revision for exams.’

Remus frowned and sat up. ‘What’s brought all this on?’ he asked. She shook her head.

‘I can’t sleep without you anymore, and I’m so tired I can’t concentrate. I’m trying to do everything and doing nothing well. I just want to focus on study and you.’



She saw him fight down a smile. ‘Are you sure?’ he said. She grinned and leaned over to kiss him.

‘Positive,’ she answered. He stopped fighting to hide his smile and let it spread over his face.

‘So, does this mean you‘re staying with me tonight?’ he asked. He slept badly without her now too.

‘Yep! Starting in about an hour,’ she said, a sly smile on her face.

“Why an hour? Let’s go now,’ he said, happy at the thought of his first good night‘s sleep in months.

Krystal shook her head. ‘No. I’ve got something much better planned for now,’ she said, her tone making him smile.

“Krys, I’m sorry, but I’m so tired….’ he began, but she stopped him.

‘Go and get James’ Cloak,’ she told him. ‘And I’ll show you what I’ve got in mind.’



The Prefects bathroom was empty when they snuck in under the Cloak.

‘A bath,’ she said, throwing the Cloak on a seat and kicking her shoes off. ‘It’ll help your sore muscles.’

He smiled at her gratefully, watching as she turned on the taps and hot, scented water flowed into the huge bath, filling it rapidly. It was a fantastic idea: he was always so sore for days after the full moon, and he felt a surge of love for her for thinking of him. The depth of his feelings for her still astounded him sometimes, and he was still smiling when she came over to him and began to take off his clothes. Despite his exhaustion, he felt himself stir as her hands brushed over the front of his pants. She shook her head, smiling a little when she pulled his pants off.

‘Boys!’ she admonished softly. Remus laughed, and slid into the bath, groaning a little as the hot water immediately began to work it’s magic on his aching body.



Krystal watched him from the side of the bath as he groaned. She smiled and stripped her clothes off and walked down the stairs into the deep bath, sighing a little herself as the hot water washed her concerns away. They sat side by side for ten minutes, soaking in silence, then Krystal sat on the stone step and beckoned Remus to her.

‘Sit on the step below me,’ she ordered, ‘and lean back a little.’



He did, and felt her hands on his shoulders, sliding over his hot skin, applying pressure to all the sore spots as they moved.

‘Ouch,’ he said, as she found a knot in a muscle.

‘Sorry,’ she murmured, frowning as she worked the knot with her fingers. ‘You’re so damn tense, Remus.’

For several minutes, Krystal massaged his shoulders, grumbling a little at how knotted up he was. Remus felt his body finally relaxing, the tension of the last few months leaving him. He sighed contentedly and leaned back into her, noticing for the first time how close her body was to his and how soft her skin felt.



Her thighs grip his waist as she moved, and her breasts were brushing against his back. Heat began to pool in his groin as she moved closer, her lower body now pressing against him. Getting harder by the second, he moaned as her hands moved to his arms, rubbing and caressing them as her felt her breath on his neck, prickling the sensitised skin there.



His eyes closed as her hands moved to his neck. He swallowed hard when he felt her fingers brushing over him, feeling a warm sensation that had nothing to do with the water temperature. He felt her kiss the back of his head, and the sweet gesture kicked off a reaction in him, and he couldn’t stop himself acting on his impulse.



Turning on the step, he reached up and grabbed her head, kissing her deeply. He moved his mouth gently, but quickly down her throat and took a nipple in his mouth, hearing her gasp of surprise. Moving so he was in between her legs, he lifted her easily as the water made them both weightless, and ran his tongue over her ribs and stomach. ‘Hang on to the side,’ he whispered to her, as he lifted her hips above the water, lowering his head to lick and suck her, until she wrapped her legs around his neck and cried out his name, shuddering hard.



‘Your turn,’ she said, after a short recovery time. She floated in the water as she pushed him back onto the steps and kissed him, her mouth working its way down his body. Her mouth moved to cover him and he gasped, feeling her tongue circling him. He was beginning to feel himself coming undone when she stopped.



‘Krys,’ he said, roughly, opening his eyes in time to see her straddle him, her breasts in his face. He felt her slide onto him, her tight heat nearly sending him crashing over the edge. But she didn’t move, waiting for him to regain some control, as she pushed against the step with her feet, pushing them out to float in the bath. She wrapped her legs around him as he stood in the chest deep water.



He smiled and she lowered her head to kiss him, softly and slowly, her tongue tracing his lips, making his chest ache with longing. Bringing her hands to his face, she deepened the kiss, beginning to move a little on him. He groaned, and his hands moved to her ass, shifting her; holding her, so she could take his entire length inside her, her groan of pleasure sending a shock through his body. His mouth moved to her breasts as her movements became quicker, his hands guiding her, helping her.



Remus moved through the water, and pressed her back up against the wall of the bath, now able to deepen his thrusts, and as he kissed her, he felt her shake and clench around him. She cried out into his mouth, as did he into hers as he also let go, pressing himself tight against her; as close as he could get, yet still not close enough for either of them. He was still coming down when he heard her whisper ‘I love you,’ against his lips. Kissing her, he said shakily, ‘I love you too.’



***



‘I can’t believe you did that to him,’ Krystal yelled at Remus several weeks later, fury in her eyes.

‘Krys…’ he tried to interrupt, but she was having none of it.

‘You humiliated him, Remus. You all did.’ She turned to look at the other three boys in the room, who’s expressions were a combination of defiance and guilt.



The Marauders had struck again, but this time, their prank had humiliated Severus in front of the entire class. Krystal was furious, and refusing to listen to any excuse they gave for their behaviour.



‘Krys, it was just a prank. He’ll get over it,’ James said flippantly, but involuntarily stepped back when Krystal rounded on him, eye’s flashing silver.

‘Will he?’ she spat, disgust on her face. ‘You don’t know what harm your ‘pranks’ can cause, James.’ She looked at him, Sirius and Peter. ‘I expect this crap from you lot, but you…”



She turned back to Remus, who was frowning. ‘You know he’s my friend. Didn’t that make you stop and think for a second about how I’d feel about this?’

Remus opened his mouth, but she put up her hand, magically freezing his words before he could get them out.

‘Forget it. I know the answer. You didn’t think at all. I asked you after last time to never go along with these pranks against Sev again. Well, I hope you’re happy with your choice, Remus. And I hope you’re just as happy sleeping alone and jerking off, because we‘re finished!’



Remus looked stunned as she spun on her heel and stormed out of the room, slamming the heavy wooden door behind her. He looked at his friends in disbelief.

‘Did she just say we were finished?’ he asked, unable to believe he’d heard her words correctly. They looked at each other, shocked themselves that Krystal was so angry that she’d dumped Remus.



‘She doesn’t mean it, Moony,’ said Sirius, his face a bit pale. ‘Once she calms down, she’ll see it wasn’t that big of a deal.’ At least, he hoped she would.

Remus sank down onto his bed for a moment, then jumped up and ran out of the room, knocking some Third years flying as he ran after Krystal.



He saw Mary in the common room and grabbed her. ‘Where’s Krystal?’ he asked urgently, ignoring the slightly scared look on her face.

‘I don’t know,’ she stammered. He let go of her, calling out, ‘Did anyone see where Krystal O’Connor went?’



The common room went quiet, then a Fifth Year boy said, ‘Yeah, she left.’ He pointed to the portrait hole, and Remus bolted, running down the corridor until he reached the courtyard. He looked around frantically, but saw no sign of her.

‘Shit!’ he swore loudly, hearing the giggles of a couple of Second Years behind him. Turning, he glared at them, and their giggles turned to yelps of fright and they ran in the opposite direction.



Remus ran his hands distractedly through his hair. Where could she be? She couldn’t be serious about finishing things with him, could she? Not over a little prank. He sat heavily on a wooden bench, thinking about what had happened an hour ago at breakfast.

‘Not such a little prank, actually,’ he realised, with regret.



It was a few days before Easter holidays and James and Sirius had celebrated the upcoming break by bewitching Severus with a spell Remus had discovered so that everything he said came out as babble and curse words. Then, they’d Transfugured his clothes into a dress in the middle of class, causing an uproar as he stood frozen in a bright pink sundress.



Remus closed his eyes tightly. It had been an awful thing to do, but he hadn’t tried to talk them out of it. He’d gone along with it, laughing with the others until he’d seen Krystal’s angry face glaring at him. The silver flash in her eyes warned him that they’d gone too far this time. She was right: he’d promised after the fight in Fifth Year that he wouldn’t go along with any pranks involving hurting Snape again. He’d broken his promise.



He opened his eyes. He suddenly thought he knew where she would be. Standing up he ran down to the basement where the Slytherin Common room was. He managed to convince a First year to get Severus for him, but it was Krystal that appeared in the carved doorway.



‘What do you want?’ she asked, anger still laced throughout her voice.

‘Krys, I’m sorry. I want to tell Severus I’m sorry. We didn’t think…’ he tried to offer an excuse, but she shook her head.

‘I’m not interested, Remus. And neither is Sev. You made your choice when you helped them. And you forced me to make mine.’ Her eyes were still furious, but he could see the sadness in them as well.



Krys, don’t do this. Please? Can’t we talk about it?’ he begged, beginning to realise she was serious about breaking it off with him. Panic started to rise in him when she shook her head again and moved to close the common room door.

‘Krys, I’m sorry,’ he tried to say, as the door was shutting.

‘So am I, Remus,’ she whispered, and he saw a tear fall down her cheek before the door closed in his face.