Meant to Be

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Chapter Two



‘Wow,’ Jess whispered, when she’d caught her breath. ‘That was….fantastic.’

‘Don’t sound so shocked,’ Remus grumbled into her neck, then looked up at her grinning face. ‘Although… that was pretty amazing’

He smiled as well and kissed her. When he let her go, Jess still looked surprised.

‘We are damn hot together, Remus,’ she said and Remus laughed.

‘Yes, we are,’ he agreed.

They were quiet for a few minutes; both of them a little taken aback by the intensity of their reactions to each other.

‘You thought I was a virgin?’ she asked eventually and he let out a little laugh.

‘You…felt like one,’ he said delicately and she laughed.

‘I suppose that’s a compliment,’ she said. ‘But I’m definitely not what you could call virginal, Remus. Sorry if you’re disappointed.’

‘No,’ he said hastily. ‘No. I’m far from disappointed.’



He kissed her again, this time deepening it and hearing her moan a little in her throat. He was still inside her and, to his enormous surprise, felt himself stirring. So did Jess, who pulled away and looked at him with a smile.

‘How old are you, Remus?’ she asked cheekily. He grinned as well and rolled over so she was on top of him.

‘Old enough to make what’s happening down there a semi miracle,’ he quipped and then gasped as she laughed and her body tightened around him, hardening him further.

‘So that would be…what? Thirty six, thirty seven?’ she guessed.

‘Thirty five,’ he answered, reluctant to know how old she actually was. ‘Do I dare ask how young you are?’



She was looking at his chest then bent her head and kissed a scar before she answered, ‘How upset would you be if I told you my Apparition licence was fake and I was sixteen?’

He froze and said, ‘Pretty upset - the ‘I‘m going to end up in Azkaban for having sex with a minor’ kind of upset.’

She kissed his chest again, then looked up and smiled. ‘I’m twenty,’ she said, lifting herself off him with a slight hiss.

‘God,’ Remus groaned, clenching his eyes from both her answer and the feel of him sliding out of her body. ‘Fifteen years younger than me.’

‘At least I’m legal,’ she teased, climbing off the bed and standing up. ‘So what if I’m a bit younger. What’s wrong? Scared I’ll give you a heart attack?’

His gaze travelled down her body and he was suddenly fully erect again.

‘You just might,’ he murmured, watching her ass as she went into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.



He laughed softly and stretched, hoping she was planning to stay the night. He wasn‘t a fan of one night stands usually. It had happened only once before; not long after he’d left school when he’d gone out with Sirius. He grimaced a bit remembering that time. it had been awkward and he couldn’t wait to get out of there afterwards - not a bit like tonight. This was fun; comfortable. It felt like he’d known Jess forever. He smiled again, thinking about her. She was hot and sexy and he really wanted her to stay for the rest of the night, particularly as he was impossibly hard right now. The bathroom door opened and Jess appeared, smiling as she sat back down on the edge of the bed.



‘I think this is the time of the night where I ask whether you want me to go or stay,’ she said, touching his chest lightly, tracing a long scar. He shivered at her touch, then stilled her hand.

‘I’d like you to stay,’ he said quietly then grinned. ‘I’d really like you to stay.’

Jess laughed a little and, glancing down at his obvious arousal, said, ‘Yes I had noticed that.’

She threw a leg over him, leaning forward so he was just brushing against her. ‘My turn on top,’ she said softly, kissing him.



His hands came up to hold her head as they kissed, slowly this time, letting it grow until their breathing was ragged and they were both trembling a little.

‘My god, you’re good at that,’ she murmured against his lips, heat streaking through her. Her lips moved down his throat, licking his skin as he said, ‘You’re pretty damn good at this too. Especially for one so young.’

He gasped a little when she reached his nipple and bit it lightly. ‘Age is no indicator of experience, Remus,’ she mumbled against his ribs as her mouth continued to move. ‘Now do you want me to keep talking or show you just how non virginal I can be?’

He grinned down at her and said, ‘I’ll just shut up now.’

‘Good choice,’ she said, her mouth moving again as her hand found him and began to stroke.



Remus took a deep breath in and let it out shakily as her tongue ran over his hip. He stopped breathing all together for a second when he felt her tongue circle the tip of his erection, then run down his shaft.

‘Christ,’ he groaned when her mouth closed over him. His eyes closed as she moved on him, taking him deeper into her mouth, her tongue swirling around him. Arching up, he thrust involuntarily into her mouth, gasping when she moaned, the vibrations sending a shock through him and bringing him to the edge.

‘God, Jess,’ he moaned, hands moving to her head. ‘Faster. Please.’ He felt her smile and gasped again when she sped up her movements. ‘Fuck, yes.’

He grasped her hair tight. ‘I‘m nearly there,’ he whispered, urgently. ‘Jess, move.’ He moved his hands and gripped the sheets instead of her head, giving her the chance to get out of the way.

‘Jess,’ he warned, trying to hold on a little longer, but when her tongue flicked at him again, he couldn’t stop himself, his release shaking him hard.



His breath came in gasps as he came back down from his high. He felt Jess move to lie next to him and opened his eyes. He smiled at her and rolled over, drawing her face to his and kissing her. He moaned softly when he tasted himself on her lips, moving closer so he was pressed against her.

‘Jesus, Jess,’ he finally said, his voice hoarse. ‘That was fucking incredible.’

Jess laughed softly, and Remus kissed her again, his hands moving to slide into her long hair. He heard her moan and used his body to shift her onto her back, moving so he was lying across her chest. Propping himself up on his elbows, he continued to kiss her until he was light headed.



’I could get very used to kissing her,’ he thought suddenly, then forced himself to remember this was a one night stand. Nothing more.

‘A fantastic blow job will make you think strange things,’ he told himself.

He moved his lips, kissing her chin. ‘You really are very good at that,’ she mumbled, dropping her head back.

‘And you are very trusting,’ he whispered, as he moved his mouth slowly down her neck. ‘Exposing your throat to a wolf.’

He saw her tiny smile, then she said softly, ‘You‘d never hurt me, Remus.’



He paused, her words shaking him a little. He had been teasing; he hadn’t wanted to frighten her with his comment, but her response showed a complete trust in him - something almost no one had ever shown him before. Lowering his mouth again, he kissed the delicate skin above her pulse, feeling the fluttering of her heart beat under his lips. Jess sighed and he felt a fresh surge of desire, his body hardening again.

‘God,’ he mumbled, amazed at his response to her. He kissed down her body, nipping at her nipples, being careful not to bite hard. Jess bit her lip and grasped his head, crying out in frustration when she needed more. Remus smiled and kissed down her ribs, running his hands up her thighs to stroke her gently. Her hips jerked up and she let out a short sharp breath.



‘Please,’ he heard her beg in a whisper, and he moved his hand, sliding his fingers into her. They both moaned, and he gave up trying to go slow. His senses were still heightened from the full moon a few days ago, and he could smell her arousal, desperately wanting to taste her now. When his lips touched her inner thigh, her hips leapt up. He slung an arm over her hips to keep her still, then touched his tongue to her clit, her moan encouraging him do it again, circling and sucking, until she arched her back and called out his name, her body tense and spasms shaking her. When she came down, Remus kissed up her body again, licking a nipple, then lingering when she cried out again. His body surged as he moved to the other nipple, feeling her body lifting again.

‘She is so responsive,’ he marvelled, feeling her hands moving to stroke him. He rose to kiss her and Jess smiled against his lips.

‘Fucking incredible,’ she whispered, taking his turn of phrase. He grinned and kissed her again.

‘Yes it was,’ he whispered against her lips, ‘And the ridiculous part of this, is that I want you again. You realise you are a miracle worker?’



She giggled then showed remarkable strength as she pushed him over onto his back and straddled him.

‘My turn again,’ she said, then sank straight down onto him. Remus’ hands flew out to grasp her hips, stopping her from moving immediately.

‘Uh, uh,’ she said, slapping his hands and leaning down to kiss him. ‘Hot and hard. That’s what I want.’

Remus closed his eyes and bit his lip, her words just about undoing him. ‘You got it,’ he said roughly, raising her off him and pulling her back down hard.

Jess gasped then let out a laugh. ‘Oh no you don’t,’ she said, grabbing his wrists and holding them above his head. He laughed then became distracted as she kissed him heatedly. Remus didn’t notice her reach for her wand, not aware of anything except how incredible she was making him feel until he felt his arms get pulled out to the side. When he opened his eyes, he was bound by two scarves to the headboard of the bed. Jess threw her wand down and grinned mischievously.



‘When I’m on top, I make the rules,’ she said, kissing him quickly, then rolling her hips. Remus tugged on the binds: they were restricting but not tight. He couldn’t touch her, but found himself more turned on than he could ever remember being before. Jess began to move a little, going slow until he started thrusting his hips up. She braced herself with her hands on his chest and moved faster and harder.

‘Fuck, Jess!’ Remus cried, yanking on his binds as he ached to touch her.

‘Delayed gratification, Remus,’ she whispered, then pinched his nipple.

As she came down hard on him, he pushed up and Jess shattered, her nails digging into his shoulders. Remus felt her body clenching around him and pushed up once more before exploding, loudly crying out her name.



Their breathing was ragged as Jess fell onto him, still for a moment, then shifting to grasp her wand. She waved it at him and his binds disappeared, his arms collapsing onto the pillows before he raised them and wrapped them around her.

‘I think you may have given me that heart attack,’ he mumbled against her shoulder. Jess chuckled and lifted her head.

‘Not too bad for a thirty five year old man who’s had a whole lot to drink,’ she said and he laughed.

‘Not bad for a twenty year old man who’s dead sober, honey. A frigging miracle for me,’ he retorted, rolling over onto his side, Jess falling off him onto the mattress. ’Christ Almighty, Jess. What did you do to me?’



Jess laughed then yawned and snuggled into him. ‘Can I stay or do you want me to go?’ she asked and felt him pull her closer to him.

‘Stay,’ he said, closing his eyes and kissing her head. ‘I want you to stay, Jess.’

She smiled and felt sleep rapidly creeping up on her. ‘I want to stay too,’ she whispered, kissing his chest before drifting off.

Remus heard her breathing even out as she fell asleep and knew he wasn’t far behind her. He was exhausted, but in a good way.

‘It feels good to fall asleep with someone again,’ he thought as sleep overtook him.



There was a loud knock on the door all too soon and Tom’s voice yelling out to Remus that it was time to get up. Remus groaned, the light coming through the windows slicing into his brain.

He heard Tom call him again and he called back, ‘I’m up, Tom,’ then gasped as pain shot through him.

He heard the man shuffle off and closed his eyes again. Reaching across the bed, he felt only mattress. He opened his eyes again then sat up carefully, groaning when his head started pounding.

‘Jess?’ he called, then winced. His hangover wasn’t as bad as he thought it would be, but there was still no reason for him to suffer if he didn’t have to. He got out of bed and rummaged through his trunk for a pain potion. Throwing it down his throat, he heard the bathroom door open.



‘Nice,’ he heard Jess comment and he looked over to see her dressed, her hair still wet from the shower.

‘Morning,’ he said, standing up and moving to grab his pants.

‘Don’t get dressed on my account,’ she said cheekily, sitting on the bed. ‘I’m enjoying the view.’

Remus laughed but pulled his pants on. He sat down next to her, watching her slip her shoes on.

‘Morning,’ she said with a smile when she’d finished. She leaned over and kissed him.



‘Don’t you have a hangover?’ he asked, releasing her lips but keeping her close by swiftly moving his hand to the back of her head.

‘I’m made of sterner stuff, Remus,’ she teased, moving her hands to his head to rub his temples gently.

When he raised an eyebrow, she laughed. ‘I had a hangover cure ready in my bag,’ she admitted. ‘I knew I’d be in bad shape this morning.’

He grinned and she smiled, her hands falling from his face as it faded.

‘No regrets?’ she asked, for the first time sounding a little uncertain.

‘Not a one,’ he confirmed, smiling at her and kissing her gently. She smiled then stood up with a sigh.

‘As much as I would like to stay and round out a fantastic night with what would no doubt be some fantastic morning sex, I have to go and get my stuff together,’ she said.

Remus stood as well and followed her to the door.



‘Jess,’ he said as she turned the handle. She turned to look at him and he smiled.

‘I had an incredible night,’ he said softly.

Jess smiled as well and wrapped her arms around his waist, standing on tip toe to kiss him.

‘So did I,’ she said, feeling her skin warm as his hands moved around to the back of her neck, his thumbs running down her neck gently. A shiver ran through her and she wanted to tell him she’d changed her mind; that she’d stay a bit longer. But she couldn’t. Remus too, didn’t want her to leave, but if he couldn’t get her to stay, maybe he could convince her to go out with him again.



‘I know this was supposed to be just a one off,’ Remus began. ‘But, could I see you again?’

Jess smiled, a little sadly this time. ‘I’m going to be pretty busy trying to pull my life together for the next year,’ she said with a sigh. ‘Dating isn’t really going to be possible where I‘m headed. And, as much as I would really like to see you again, it’s probably best not to - I wouldn’t be good for you Remus.’

‘You were pretty good for me last night,’ he said, running his hands down her arms now and she laughed, feeling a shot of regret at her reluctant decision.

‘You seem like a great guy, Remus,’ she said, dropping her arms from around him and opening the door. ‘And in different circumstances, I could see us having a lot of fun together. But I can’t start anything right now. I have to get myself together first.’

Remus felt a sting of disappointment but nodded. ‘Maybe we’ll see each other again,’ he said quietly.

‘If it’s meant to be, we will,’ she said, kissing his cheek. ‘See you, Remus.’

‘See you, Jess,’ he said, smiling at her as she closed the door.



He got to the Hogwarts Express early, finding a seat easily and immediately falling asleep. Jess on the other hand, was running late, just making the train. She found a compartment with some other Seventh Years and introduced herself.

‘What house are you in, Jessica?’ one of them, Karen, asked.

‘Call me Jess. Um, Ravenclaw?’ she said uncertainly, pulling a piece of parchment from her pocket and double checking. ‘Yeah, Ravenclaw.’

‘Oh, good,’ said the girl with a smile. ‘You’ll be in the same room as us.’

Jess smiled and spent some time talking to the girls until she couldn’t keep her eyes open. ‘Late night,’ she explained when Karen commented on her continuous yawning. ‘Headache too. I might try and have a sleep before we get to school.’

The girls promised to keep the noise down and Jess fell almost immediately asleep.



Someone shook her awake a couple of hours later. ‘Are we there?’ Jess said sleepily, then shivered. It was so cold.

‘No,’ hissed Karen, and Jess suddenly saw how frightened she was. ‘There’s something going on. Someone’s coming onto the train.’

Jess frowned and sat up, now shaking a little from cold and fear. All the lights were out so she lit her wand and stood up. She went over to the door but before she got there, a tall, skeletal figure appeared in the doorway. The other girls gasped and one let out a scream.



Jess was frozen, watching the creature with a kind of horrified fascination. She knew what this was - a Dementor from Azkaban prison. It seemed to look straight at her, and Jess felt as though her blood had turned to ice. Her vision went cloudy and she could hear screaming - her screams. Her fathers’ voice snarling at her echoed through her head and she staggered back, falling into the seat behind her. The creature moved away, and the screaming and yelling dissipated, leaving her shaking. The lights came back on, and the four girls looked at each other.



‘You alright?’ Jess said to the others shakily. They nodded.

‘Jess, you look awful,’ the girl called Tracey said.

‘Chocolate,’ she mumbled, remembering that her brother had told her to eat chocolate after she visited him in Azkaban.

‘Eat some chocolate,’ she told the others, digging through her own bag and finding a bar. ‘It’ll make you feel better.’

They did, and it did make them feel better, but they were all quiet until they changed into uniform and left the train.



Jess listened with half an ear to their chatter, looking down at the school uniform and shaking her head. What on earth was she thinking? She couldn‘t do this.

‘You alright, Jess?’ Tracey said, but Jess shook her head.

‘I don’t feel well,’ she said, closing her eyes against the sudden wave of dizziness that washed over her. The pain potion was wearing off.

‘You don’t look well,’ Karen said. ‘Maybe you should skip the Feast?’

‘Good idea,’ Jess said.



She was silent the rest of the way to Hogwarts. When they arrived, there was a lot of noise and confusion. Jess approached a stern looking witch.

‘Excuse me, Professor?’ she said. ‘I don’t feel very well. Can I go on up to my room and lie down?’ The witch looked at her, convinced by her pale face.

‘Do you need to see the nurse?’ she asked, but Jess shook her head.

‘No,’ she insisted. ‘I just need to lie down and sleep, if that’s alright.’

‘Certainly,’ she said. ‘Are you Jessica Cooper?’ Jess nodded and the witch smiled. ‘You know where Ravenclaw Tower is?

Again, Jess nodded, thankful Dumbledore had shown her where she’d be staying, and the witch waved her off.

‘Your things should already be up there,’ she said then turned to tell off a couple who were making out frantically.



Jess trudged up what felt like a million stairs, managed to solve the riddle that was the password and found her room. She undressed quickly and threw herself onto her bed. ‘One night of pleasure - one of pain,’ she mumbled to herself, though she thought that last night had definitely been worth the headache she’d had all day. She sighed.

‘Why couldn’t I have met him in a years’ time when all this is over?’ she wondered, thinking about Remus. ‘I have such bad luck.’ Her eyes closed and she fell asleep.