Meant to Be

Remus makes a startling discovery in his Seventh Year class. How will he react? Thanks for my review! I hate to seem greedy but...more please!!





Chapter three



Remus yawned and gulped down the rest of his coffee. He was nervous. This was his first day of teaching; his last class. The first classes had been First and Second years, and he’d spent most of his time telling them to shut up and listen. But this lot were Seventh Years who were probably better at this stuff than him. He was as prepared as he was going to get, so he sank into his chair and let his mind drift a bit. It had been a shock to see Harry Potter last night - the son of two of his best friends - he looked so much like his father. He hadn’t told him who he was; that conversation could wait until he was not so hung over. The Dementors had really upset Harry, and he didn’t want to add anything else for the boy to think about.



He stretched then looked at his watch. Ten more minutes. He stared blankly off into space, unsurprised when Jess’ face crept into his mind. Smiling a little, he remembered their night together. It had been the most incredible sexual experience of his life. His smile broadened as he recalled her binding his hands.

‘God, that was hot,’ he murmured to himself.

Jess was so comfortable to be with and so relaxed with her sexuality. A lot of women much older than her were so insecure they couldn’t have a good time without constant reassurance.

‘And she’s funny,’ he thought. ‘And apparently very comfortable with the idea of sleeping with a werewolf.’

He frowned as he felt the same regret he had yesterday that he wouldn’t be seeing her again.



The sound of talking and footsteps outside bought him back to the present and he stood up, hoping his slight erection wasn’t obvious. It faded quickly as nervousness took over. He’d hadn’t eaten breakfast, feeling like he’d throw it up. He managed to get a couple of mouthfuls down at lunch, but left after a few minutes to prepare for his last class of the day. Taking a deep breath, he walked over to the door and smiled at the students.

‘Hi everyone,’ he called to the fifteen or so teenagers waiting for him. ‘I’m Professor Lupin. Come on in.’



***



Jess nearly passed out when she heard his voice, spinning around and looking past the others to see Remus standing at the front of the group.

‘Shit!’ she swore softly, but not quietly enough for Karen not to hear her.

‘What’s wrong?’ she asked with a frown. Jess quickly turned to look at her.

‘Um, I think I forgot my textbook,’ she said hastily. What the hell was going on? Why was he here? Panic rushed through her and she turned away. The students in front of her were moving into the classroom and, other than leaving right now, she couldn’t figure out a way to avoid this.

She sighed, resigning herself to this confrontation, and looked at Karen. ‘Could you go in and save me a seat?’ she said wearily. ‘I’ll just look for my book.’

She opened her knapsack as Karen move inside with the last of the students.



Remus saw the brown haired girl turn away, her back to him as she opened her backpack. There was something very familiar about her.

‘Lost something?’ he asked, approaching her. After a moments hesitation, she turned to him and Remus felt shock run through his body.

‘Jess?’ he said disbelievingly. She sighed and dropped her backpack to the ground.

‘This is awkward,’ she mumbled, looking up at him with a frown. Remus looked pale as he turned to make sure none of the other students were still lingering.

‘You’re a student? You’re under aged? Jess, you told me you were twenty,’ he hissed, his tone holding a note of panic.



‘Calm down, Remus,’ she said quietly. ‘I am twenty. You’re not going to be having an extended stay in Azkaban.’

She shook her head seeing his confused look. ‘It’s a long story,’ she said, picking up the backpack again and pulling out her Defence textbook. ‘And I have a class right now. And so, it seems, do you.’

He still looked slightly panicked but had regained a little of his colour. ‘You stay after class, alright?’ he said firmly. ‘We need to talk.’

She nodded and followed him into the classroom. ‘What took you so long?’ Karen asked. ‘Had to empty my bag,’ Jess lied, putting the textbook on the table. ‘It was right down the bottom.’



Class dragged by for Jess, noticing how distracted Remus was, although he hid it pretty well. ‘He must be so freaked out,’ she thought. ‘How unlucky is he that his one night stand turns out to be one of his students?’

Remus tried desperately not to look at her throughout the afternoon. He just wanted class to be over so he could find out what the hell was going on.

Finally he could excuse the others and they filed out, talking amongst themselves. A few called out farewells and he tried to look casual as he responded; all the while keeping half an eye on Jess to make sure she didn’t leave. He saw her friend talking to her, and Jess stood up, packing her bag. He moved closer on the pretence of straightening up a row of books on a shelf near them.



‘I’m really rubbish at Defence,’ he heard Jess saying. ‘I just want to talk to Professor Lupin about getting some extra help if I have trouble.’

He heard the friend, Karen he thought her name was, laugh and make a comment about Ravenclaw’s not needing tutoring.

‘This one does,’ Jess said with a smile. ‘In Defence anyway. I’ll catch up with you at dinner.’

Karen shrugged and walked out, smiling at Remus on her way. He smiled back and then shut the door once she was out of sight.



‘Alright,’ he said, walking towards her and sitting on the desk in front of her. ‘What’s going on?’

Jess sighed and sat on her desk as well, her feet dangling. ‘I didn’t lie to you,’ she started. ‘I am really twenty. Twenty one in June.’

‘What are you doing here?’ he said, then a thought struck him. ‘Did you know I was a teacher?’

Jess frowned at him. ‘No, how would I have known that?’ she said a little angrily. ‘You think I purposely did this? That I…set you up or something?’

Remus shook his head wearily. ‘No,’ he said. ‘No. I don’t. I just…God! I slept with a student.’

He rubbed his hand across his forehead. ‘I wasn’t a student when we slept together,’ she said, reassuringly. ‘There was no way we could have seen this coming.’



He looked up at her, biting his lip. ‘You haven’t told anyone, have you? Jess, no one can know about us…,’ he began and she frowned again.

‘You really don’t think a lot of me, do you?’ she said, snatching up her bag. ‘First I deliberately set you up; now you think I’m going to tell everyone that I fucked one of the teachers. I may be easy, Remus, but I’m not a bitch.’

She moved quickly towards the door, almost getting it open before he grabbed her arm and, slammed the door shut.

‘I never thought you were easy, Jess. I’m sorry,’ he said contritely. ‘I didn’t mean that I thought you’d tell anyone. I’m just…I don’t understand why you’re here.’



She pulled her arm out of his grasp and threw her backpack on the ground, sinking down to sit on the floor, her back against the door.

‘I missed my last year of school,’ she said, her hands moving to undo her school tie irritably. ‘I went to Beauxbatons’- my father was a Ministry official based in France. I had to pull out after my Sixth Year, so I didn’t get my NEWT level equivalency. I want to work in the Ministry of Magic but I can’t unless I have my final exams so I had to either give up on the job I want or come back to school to get the qualifications I need. God, I hate this uniform!’

She shoved the tie into her bag and undid her top two buttons, letting out a breath. Remus sat down next to her, trying to ignore the brief look he’d gotten of the white lace of her bra. Remembering how the flesh under that lace had tasted turned him on more than was appropriate.



‘No one knows how old I am,’ she told him, feeling a warmth spread through her as his arm brushed hers. ‘I told Professor Dumbledore I wanted everyone to think I was a transfer student finishing my final year here.’

Remus nodded, understanding her need to be accepted. ‘Why did you miss your final year?’ he asked, surprised when he saw her face harden a bit.

‘Family problems,’ she mumbled, looking down at the floor, running her fingernail along the join in the wood.

He could see she didn’t want to talk about it, so he dropped the subject.



‘Is this your first year teaching?’ Jess asked, looking up at him.

He nodded and smiled ruefully. ‘Is it that obvious?’ he asked.

She smiled and shook her head. ‘No,’ she assured him. ‘You did well. A bit distracted, but I don’t think anyone else noticed.’

Remus looked at her and let out a breath of laughter. ‘It is really freaking me out seeing you in that uniform,’ he murmured, and Jess turned to look at him with a cheeky smile. ‘Isn’t that a fantasy for men?’ she said softly. ‘The ‘screwing a schoolgirl’ thing. You lived most men’s dream, Remus. Without the inconvenience of being busted for having sex with a minor.’



He couldn’t help the laugh that escaped him, but cut it off quickly. ‘It’s not funny,’ he insisted. ‘You are my student now. Even this is probably inappropriate.’

Jess lost her smile as well. ‘So, this would be really inappropriate?’ she said before leaning over and kissing him.

Remus let her lips linger on his for a few moments, longer than he should have, then pulled away.

‘Very inappropriate,’ he said, clearing his throat.

‘And telling you that I’ve been thinking about you would be inappropriate as well?’ Jess said, her mouth still too damn close to his.

‘Jess,’ he said softly, his tone holding a gentle warning, even as his eyes moved down to her lips.

‘Remus,’ she teased quietly, copying his tone, then leaned over and kissed him again, firmer this time.



After a few seconds, Remus pulled away slightly and looked at her face, struggling with himself before grabbing her head and pulling her to him, kissing her hard and fast. Jess moaned when his tongue flicked over hers and she moved to straddle him, their kiss becoming hotter as they pressed themselves against each other. Remus’ hands travelled up her legs and under her skirt, cupping her ass and rubbing her against the ridge of his arousal. Jess’ hands moved between them, yanking down his fly and releasing him.

‘Christ, you’re so hard already,’ she moaned as her hand encircled him, and he gave up every thought he had of trying to stop this. His hands shifted around to slide inside her underwear, stroking her clit and feeling her bite down on his shoulder.

‘Doesn’t take a lot to get you going either,’ he mumbled, catching her lips again with his and kissing her as his finger pushed into her already wet tunnel.



They both groaned into each other’s mouths and that was it for him. His hands moved: one to push her underwear out of the way, the other to grasp her ass, lifting her slightly so he was brushing against her. Jess made a noise of approval and sank down, her grip on his shoulder tightening as he slid completely into her.

‘God,’ she whispered, before she began to move quickly, both of his hands on her ass now, fingers digging in. Jess’ hands moved to the back of his neck and pulled him close, kissing him frantically. Their breath came in pants now and Jess let out a long moan as she came, Remus’ mouth muffling the sound.

‘Jess,’ he gasped against her lips a few seconds later as he also climaxed, pushing himself deep inside her.



They remained pressed against each other for a minute until their breathing slowed. ‘Shit!’ Remus cursed, angry with himself. ‘I am so fucking weak.’

Jess raised her head off his shoulder and looked at him. ‘We’ve done this before…’ she began, but he shook his head, a frown on his face.

‘Not when I’ve known I was your teacher,’ he retorted. ‘God, how could I let this happen? This was a big mistake, Jess.’

Jess blinked and her face hardened again. She shifted off him, standing up. She pulled her wand out of her pocket and silently cast a Cleansing spell and Contraceptive spell. Remus pulled his pants up and stood, doing up his fly. For a split second, before her face went stony, he’d seen the hurt in her eyes.



‘Jess…’ he said, putting his hand on her shoulder, but she shook him off.

‘Don’t,’ she snapped, picking up her bag. ‘I’m pretty used to this, Remus. Men really are all the same.’

He frowned and stopped her from walking out the door. ‘This was never supposed to be more than one night, Jess,’ he reminded her. ‘You were the one who said we couldn’t see each other again.’

‘And you’re the one who just said that seeing each other again was a big mistake,’ she said. ‘So I guess I was right. We shouldn’t have seen each other again. It’s fine, Remus. No one will know. I won’t say a word. Jesus. I…should’ve known I’d…’ She let out a sharp sigh and closed her eyes.

‘I can’t drop Defence,’ she said quietly. ‘I need it. And there is no other teacher.’ Her eyes opened again and she stared up at him.

‘I’ll do my best to avoid contact with you outside class, and will keep to myself in class. I’m sorry I made you compromise yourself, Professor Lupin. It won’t happen again.’



He was too stunned by the ‘Professor Lupin’ comment to stop her leaving. He moved to his desk and sat down, resting his head on his desk.

‘Damn it,’ he mumbled, banging his head lightly on the desk.

When he’d first seen her he was stunned, but deep down, he had been thrilled. And if he had really wanted to, he would have stopped their kiss going too far. But he hadn’t wanted to. He couldn’t stop a smile spreading across his face. They really were as hot as hell together and he wasn’t sorry, even though he knew he should never have allowed it to happen. But when he’d felt her lips on his, it was like she was a drug - he’d lost all sense of reason, succumbing to the promise of the most incredible sex he’d ever had.



‘And now I’ve hurt her, which is the last thing I wanted to do,’ he thought. ‘If she really was only a one night stand; if it really was only sex, I wouldn’t feel like such a shit right now.’

He liked her; that was the problem. He’d had fun with her and it had been a long time since he’d had fun with anyone. And she’d accepted his condition without blinking. Remus sighed. He’d waited so long to find a woman that made him feel like this: like he was enough, like he was accepted for who he was. Jess was smart and funny and sexy and…way too young.

‘She’s my student,’ he said aloud. ‘There’s just no getting around that.’



He showered and left for dinner, unable to stop himself glancing over often at the Ravenclaw table where Jess was sitting with that same girl she’d been with in class.

’Are you alright, Remus?’ Albus Dumbledore asked, staring at him. ’You seem a bit distracted.’

Remus blinked and turned to the older man. ‘What?’ he said hastily. ‘Yes. I’m fine, Albus.’

He forced himself to talk to the Headmaster. ‘Has there been any news about Sirius?’ he asked.

Dumbledore shook his head. ‘No,’ he sighed. ‘But I’m sure that Harry will be safe here. There are certainly enough Dementors around the place to ensure Sirius can’t get in.’

Remus gave him a closed mouth smile, feeling guilty that he was keeping information about Sirius Black from the Headmaster, then turned back to his meal.



‘Oh, Remus. That reminds me,’ the man said, leaning closer. ‘You had your Seventh Year class today, didn’t you?’

Remus’ head snapped around quickly. ‘Yes. Why?’ he asked abruptly, thinking that someone had seen he and Jess.

Albus looked at him strangely then said, ‘We have an older student who had joined us for the year - Jessica Cooper?’



Remus felt a jolt when Albus said her name. ‘Christ,’ he thought, flushing. ‘I’ve gone down on her and I didn’t even know her surname.’

Albus was waiting for confirmation that he knew her and Remus nodded. ‘Ravenclaw, right?’ he said, trying to sound casual.

Albus nodded. ‘Yes,’ he said, looking over at the table where Jess sat. ‘Very bright young woman. She’s twenty - although she certainly can pass for sixteen.’

Remus looked over to the table as well, frowning slightly when he saw one of the boys leaning a little too close to Jess.



‘She’s had a pretty rough time of it in the past,’ Albus said, and Remus turned to stare at him.

‘What do you mean?’ he asked. Albus sighed and flicked his hand, casting a silencing spell around them.

‘I taught her father when he attended Hogwarts,’ he said. ‘He was in Slytherin, and a more typical Slytherin there never was. He got a job at the Ministry and last I heard was working his way through the ranks.’ Albus glanced over at Jess again.

‘When Jessica came to see me, she told me about her childhood,’ he said. ‘She and her brother suffered abuse at her father’s hands, although she seems more resentful of her mother. They inflicted a lot of damage on her - physical and emotional damage. She pulled out of Beauxbatons Academy just after Sixth Year, after an incident in which her parents were both killed - by her brother.’

He looked carefully at Remus. ‘He was a lycanthrope - fully transformed when he murdered his parents.’



Remus looked startled and stared at Albus disbelievingly. ‘Jess’ brother was a werewolf?’ he asked, seeing Albus nod. ‘And he killed their parents?’

Again, Albus nodded. Remus turned to stare at Jess, wondering why she hadn’t run a mile when he’d told her what he was.

‘She doesn’t blame her brother for what happened,’ Albus said, watching Remus with a frown now. He hadn’t missed the fact that Remus had called her ‘Jess’ and was startled by the familiarity. ‘In fact, she visited him every week in Azkaban until he killed himself six months ago.’

Remus closed his eyes briefly. ‘She wins,’ he thought, thinking of their conversation about who’s life sucked more.



‘I’m telling you this because I’ve read her transcripts from Fifth and Sixth Years,’ Albus said now. ‘She did quite brilliantly in every subject, an obvious choice for Ravenclaw, with the exception of Defence. She seemed to struggle with it. I was hoping you could keep a close eye on her marks; make sure she’s going to pass NEWT exams. She wants to take a position in the Department for Control of Magical Creatures when she leaves, and obviously, she’ll need good defence marks.’

Remus frowned. ‘I thought she didn’t hate her brother for what happened,’ he said, knowing the Department was responsible for the laws that made it almost impossible for him to work.



Albus blinked. ‘She doesn’t,’ he said softly. ‘Jessica wants to get support to introduce legislation making it illegal to discriminate on the basis that a person is a werewolf. She’s an avid believer in equal rights for magical creatures, including werewolves, and thinks she can do more to help from the inside. You should have a talk with her about it. I believe she would be trustworthy if you wished to confide in her. She’s a very passionate supporter, Remus.’

Remus felt the corner of his mouth lift involuntarily as he recalled exactly how passionate Jess was and he turned away from the Headmaster. ‘I’ll do that,’ he murmured. ‘And I’ll keep an eye on her marks.’



Albus smiled his thanks and let the spell down, chatter from the students sounding loud after the silence they had been sitting in. Remus glanced over at Jess again, this time catching her watching him. She gave him a small smile then looked away, turning back to her friend. Remus groaned quietly to himself. Albus had just asked him to do the one thing he’d sworn he wouldn’t do - get even closer to Jess.