Warning: This chapter contains the implied fact of girl on girl sex. No actual sex takes place… Yet. If you do not like this, well, you shouldn't have been reading this story to begin with. You have been warned.
My Word: I am just giving a reminder for all of you out there. I am doing this how I want. I am going to have personalities how I want them to be… Though I am trying to keep the true, it is still how I want them to be. I am doing this for my enjoyment, and hopefully yours. I'm sorry this one is shorter then the others. Anyway, enjoy.
Jessie tugged and tugged, trying hard to get her hand free of Tonks' grip. But the older woman held tight, taking advantage of her slightly weaker state. "Oh come on Dora," she started in protest, not liking being dragged through the house on a look for the others parents. "I've never done this before. Meeting someone's parents, that is. And I hardly remember my own." She said, being truthful. "And I just transformed last night, I don't think they're going to like me at all over that fact. And my hair is a right awful mess."
"Your hair is fine, it's not that bad." Tonks said, not really listening to the younger woman as she finally slowed down with her. They were approaching the sounds of voices in what looked to be a living space. "Come on, please? Don't-" Jessie was cut short by a kiss, and in that dazed state, Tonks dragged her in and began the introductions. Remus was the farthest thing from both of their minds at that moment.
Four Hours Later
It turned out that Jessie had been half right. The older married couple wasn't too happy over the fact that Jessie was a Werewolf, and from birth. But after a lot of explaining, and her whole sad story about her parents, they seemed to warm up to her. At least, that was how it appeared. It could have just been an act. But Dora had braved it enough to sit close to Jessie and hold her hand. And that just made Jessie feel like she was floating on air. "Actually, I went to Beauxbaton's. Not Hogwarts. My father set it up actually. He figured that because it wasn't a school with very many connections to Brittan that I could get in. But that wasn't all true. He had to pay a little bit to get me in… I was just lucky to stay in that school when he died." Jessie said with a small forced smile, politely taking the cup of tea offered to her. "Thank you."
"Is that the first school that he went to get you in?" Mr. Tonks asked. Jessie shrugged, carefully setting the cup of tea aside. "I don't know. He had me learning Spanish, French, and a few other languages that I just completely forgot." She laughed a little at herself, scratching the back of her neck with her free hand. That hand then moved, and with soft finger tips she ran them over her noticeable scars on her left cheek and neck. It had the attention of everyone in the room, but Jessie. She barely realized that she was doing it until Mrs. Tonks, asked "Where did you get all those scars?" he made a motion with his hand, indicating not only the ones on her face and neck, but on her arms as well. It also earned him a light smack on the arm from his wife. "Barcelona." Jessie answered as she licked her lips, feeling a tip of a scar at the corner on one lip. "I… It was… I was there, and I went to the country side, just outside of town to transform on the full moon." She picked up the tea cup and took a sip. "There was a pack, and I ran into them. Saw me as a threat, and a whole fight broke out with all able and willing female werewolves."
"There are packs?" questioned Mr. Tonks, curious. "Yes sir, there is at least one pack in each country. As far as I know." Jessie explained, looking from one to the other. Mr. Tonks sat up a little straighter, squaring his shoulders "Sir? I haven't heard that in a long time." Mrs. Tonks smiled, but ignored his words and asked "And the Ministry doesn't know about them?"
"I really don't-" Jessie stopped as Dora's hand was placed over her mouth. "She's told me, and I told the Ministry. I don't know if they've done anything." She said, slowly removing her hand from Jessie's mouth.
That Night
"You're parents were pretty nice. But don't drop a visit on me like that again." Jessie said, walking into her room of Grimmauld Place drying the top of her head with a towel. She'd just showered. Tonks stretched her back and twisted to keep an eye on the moving Jessie. "It looked like the only chance I would get. There is a war coming up."
"Yea, yea. War against You-Know-Who." Jessie said, tried of hearing about it as she waved her hand in the air, digging through a drawer that held some of her clothes. "Its old news."
"It isn't old news! This war decides the fate of our world. And I'm sorry. But it was nice being able to see my Mum and Dad again. I do miss…." Tonks looked down, falling quiet. "Sorry." She added in a mumble, glancing up and over to Jessie. Tonks' words of the war pretty much forgotten. "No, it's okay. I've been without them for years. Don't apologize for missing spending time with your own." Jessie said, picking up what she'd been looking for and slowly turning around. Tonks' eyes and face just lit up, and Jessie grinned. "I had a little help making it, but the whole time the idea came from you." She said, slowly walking over to her bed. In her hands was a different colour changing rose from the one she'd left for Ginny from Hermione. It was a pink in colour, but every odd petal would change colour. "It took me a long time to get it just right. I don't know-" Jessie was cut off by a warm embrace and a deep loving kiss. Gladly and eagerly she returned the kiss, setting the rose aside and wrapping her arms around Tonks' waist. They both shifted closer together, wanting to feel more of the others body.
It's hard to say who moved them. Whether Tonks leaned backwards, or Jessie pushed her forwards, but they were now laying down with Jessie on top. Jessie had a wandering hand that moved all up and down Tonks' body, from thigh to the side of her breast. And Tonks had the fingers of one hand sneaking into the waist band of Jessie's sweat pants. And it probably would have continued if it hadn't been for the fact that Jessie had left the door open and standing in the door way was Lupin. He cleared his throat and both women jumped, Jessie quickly rolling off of Tonks and straight onto the floor. She groaned from the hard landing as Tonks questioned him. "What are you doing up here? And why are you just standing in the doorway?"
"Its hard not to stop and see what's going on when the door is left so widely open, and moans are heard." He answered, looking amused. "You're a fairly loud moaner Tonks." He took a step back out of the doorway "I suggest that you close the door and cast some silencing charms next time." He sounded so calm. "I wasn't the only one that heard you two, or saw." He turned and left, leaving the door wide open. "I don't like him." Jessie said loudly from the floor before her head appeared over the edge of her bed. "He keeps ruining our moments." She said, pulling herself up to her feet. "He doesn't keep ruining them." Tonks said, watching Jessie pout as she sat at the edge of the bed. "Well it seems like that to me. I swear he's always there when our moments get ruined."
"Fine, pout. It's time that I got going anyway, I have work tomorrow." Tonks leaned over and kissed Jessie's cheek before getting off the bed. She nearly fell over as her foot was caught in the blanket. Jessie watched her leave, with an even larger pout. That wasn't what she'd wanted to happen. But taking a look around, she saw that she had another chance to get Tonks to stay the night with her. She bent and picked up the rose before she quickly chased after Tonks. "Dora! Wait!" she called down the stairs before running down them. She caught up to her at the very bottom in the main hall, just in time to see her trip over the Troll foot again. She moved to catch her, but wasn't fast enough. Straightening, she glared at Remus. He set Tonks on her feet, brushing her off. He was letting Jessie know, in a way, that he was back in the game. "Dora." Jessie said, watching her turn around. "You forgot this." She said, holding out the pink and orange rose. "Oh, thank you."
"Your welcome. I'll see you." She said as she kissed her cheek and then moved onto the stairs but keeping an eye on Lupin as he escorted Tonks to the door and bid her good-bye.
Jessie groaned, shifting and turning over as she pulled the blanket higher up over her head. She snuggled right down into the bed, not wanting to get up for the day. Things had been going her way, and then suddenly it just had to go wrong. An impulsive growl came from her, just from the thought of Remus. "What was that growl for?" An, oh so familiar female voice asked as their weight was added to the edge of the bed. Jessie jumped up into a sitting position, tossing the blanket off of her head. "Dora?! What are you doing here?" she asked before she cleared her throat, he throat hadn't been ready for the outburst. "Its late in the afternoon, I got off of work early. And besides, the Order has a meeting." She said, reaching over to run her fingers through Jessie's messy hair. She smiled as the younger woman leaned into the touch and closed her eyes "No one's seen you all day and a few of them knocked and got no answer. I wasn't scared to come in though." She said, taking in the others appearance. A dark coloured shirt that was a sure size too big, and if she was right, and she was sure that she was, those were shorts or boxers material peeking at her. Jessie had tossed the blanket aside so quickly it was close to her hips, but not covering them. "I don't think they were scared, I charmed the door way last night. Made sure only you could come in here." Jessie told her, slowly opening her eyes as Tonks stopped running her fingers through her hair. "You did that? And why?"
"Because I don't want any more interruptions. Let them listen if they want, but no more walking in." she said, wrapping her arms around the older woman and pulling her onto the bed into a laying position. Jessie buried her nose in the crook of Tonks' neck, kissing and sucking the spot. It elicited a moan from Tonks' lips as she closed her eyes. She then struggled to push Jessie off and get the words out. She was like that for a minute before she finally managed to say "I left the door open." Tonks felt Jessie stiffen and then pull back. "Shit." She cursed softly, pulling back quickly. She adjusted the blanket on her lap, hiding her boxers that she'd used as PJ bottoms. Even if it was more then a little cold in the house. "Now isn't the time to be doing that anyway, and you shouldn't have stayed in bed all day. I'm going back downstairs for the meeting. Get dressed, so you can eat with us after the meeting." She said in a sort of commanding tone. Jessie frowned at her, watching her go off towards the door, missing the feeling of her weight on the bed. "Are you telling me what to do?"
"No." Tonks said, turning to face her as she stood in the door way. "I'm telling you that you should be dressed when you eat with a group of people. It's only polite. And you shouldn't have stayed in bed all day." She added before leaving, closing the door behind her. Jessie sat there for a moment in the dark before groaning and falling backwards, her hands covering her face.
Jessie scratched her head as she walked into the basement dinning room. She looked right at Tonks, her eyes tired and bored. She stared for a moment before holding out her arms, showing that she was dressed completely "There, I'm dressed. Are you happy?" she asked, before walking over to sit next to her. Tonks grinned at her "Yes, I'm very happy."
"M'm, that smells great." Jessie said as she sat down, taking in a deep breath through her nose. "It should smell great if you've been asleep all day. You haven't eaten." Jessie yawned "I didn't eat much yesterday either actually." She said, leaning one elbow on the table and resting her head in her hand. "You and Remus both, you never eat a lot at this time." Mrs. Weasley said, walking out of the kitchen with an abundance of food. "Being a Werewolf drains a bit out of you. But I don't ever remember being this tired before." She said, watching the food as she sat up straight. She was starving. As Jessie reached for something, Tonks smacked her hand away. "Wait. Not everyone's sitting down and here."
"Who's missing?!" Jessie asked loudly, her stomach quick to agree with her. Tonks laughed lightly at her, grinning "Remus, and a few others. Be patient, it's only a few minutes. And not all of the food is on the table yet." She told her firmly. "Then I'll help." She said, moving to stand. But a hand forced her down. "No, I don't want either of you to help. You might drop something." Said the strict voice of Mrs. Weasley. And Jessie was unable to stop herself from watching her go back into the kitchen with an open mouth. Molly had pretty recently told Tonks why she didn't want her to help her, as eager as she was, she didn't want her to break anything. And she only didn't want Jessie to help because she was in a slightly weaker state then normal.
"I'm not taking no for an answer. I'll follow you." Jessie said in a firm and strong tone. She was pretty much back to normal after the large meal, seconds, and then thirds she'd had. "I'm not spending the night here." Tonks said, taking a glance over Jessie shoulder at Remus hiding in the shadows. "Then I'll stay at your place."
"I only have one bed and one bedroom." She told her quickly. "So, I'll sleep with you." Tonks went red at Jessie's statement, causing the younger girl to grin. "No, you can't. Things will happen…."
"I'll hold back, I promise. I just don't want to stay in here any more. It's the same scene over and over."
"You've been here a day."
"And it's boring. Come on, please?" Jessie asked, giving her very best puppy dog eyes and pout. Tonks closed her eyes, looking away with a groan. "Oh alright, fine." She said, caving in. "But you better not try anything, I'm not going to be afraid to hex you." Jessie held up her hands in surrender "Okay, I won't try a thing. As long as I get to be in the same room as you. I'll even sleep on the floor if you want." She said, gladly and eagerly following Tonks out of the door.
