I do not own Violet Potter, or Reborn. I'm willing to rent to own Reborn, though. Just don't tell my husband!

This is mostly a background chapter, with smut of the HP/BW variety. Consider yourself warned. Also, bad language.

Chapter 2

Violet Potter was enchanted with Venice. The canals, and gondolas. The historical sites, and beautiful churches. The hidden, family owned restaurants that served pasta that melted in your mouth. They had been there for three days, and had been joined by Blaise yesterday. He lived in Naples, and was excited that they were touring 'his fair country'. Violet had not spent a lot of time with Blaise. He had managed to stay neutral during the war, something that impressed her. She would have loved to have no part in the war, however she could not have ignored the atrocities that occured. Blaise had no dog in their fight. He was from Italy, and had lost no one in the previous war. He had no family pressure to involve himself in either side, and had nothing to gain from doing so. He had left for his homeland after OWLS, once the writing was on the wall. He was also a terrible flirt.

Blaise had been flirting with her (and Draco) non stop since he arrived. She had told them both flat out that she was not interested in a liason with him. Maybe if he had not had sex with Draco, she would have considered it. He was certainly attractive. He was also smooth in a way she had always secretly found sexy. However, Draco -against all odds- was her best friend. That was something you just didn't do in her opinion. She also had a feeling that Blaise and Draco would fall into bed together soon, anyway.

Tonight they were going to an underground bar, to go dancing. According to Blaise, 'underground' meant that mafia types frequented the establishment. This might have deterred most people, most sane people anyway. But Violet had always been attracted to danger, and it was positively enamored of her. She could handle a few wiseguys with guns, couldn't she?

She was dressed in an emerald green, long sleeved, yet backless dress. It was tight from collarbone to hips, then had kilt-like skirt. It was rather short, and would fly up a little while dancing. She was also wearing a garter belt and black, silk stockings. If it showed occaisionally while dancing, well that was an accident, and incidental anyway.

She wasn't a slut. She had only been with three people. But she was young, and confident in herself as a sexual being, and there was nothing wrong with that! She was so tired of double standards. She had lost her virginity at sixteen, to Neville. It had been awkard, painful and embarrassing. It had also almost ruined their friendship. They realised right away that it had been a mistake. That they had both just been feeling lonely, and desperate for something good to hold onto. Things had been awkward for almost a year, before they got over themselves.

After the war was in full swing, Violet had noticed the attention of both Charlie, and Bill Weasley. She had filled out considerably, and her new body was getting a lot of second glances. Bill had been in a relationship with Fleur, and they were actually engaged. However, once he had been attacked by Greyback, she dropped him like a hot potato. Violet had been disgusted, and had slapped her silly in front of everyone. She had to be pulled off of her by Remus. She supposed she was still overwrought by Dumbledore's death, but Fleur totally deserved it, so she refused to feel guilty. Once she found out about the Horcruxes, Violet had insisted on involving Bill. He was a Cursebreaker, after all. Ron and Hermione had disagreed, vehemently.

They had insisted that they should follow Dumbledore's order of secrecy, even though it had gotten people killed previously. They also insisted that they could handle the situation, just like their 'other adventures'. They actually called them that! To Violet, they were life or death situations. This showed her how immature they still were. This was WAR they were talking about, not some game. She told them as much, and that if they weren't going to take things seriously, they could stay home. This had caused a major fracture in the so called Golden Trio. The final break was when she insisted on Draco being in the know.

Violet had confided in Bill about their mission, and he was livid. He couldn't believe that Dumbledore had known about the horcruxes for years, and had done nothing to find, or destroy them. Instead, he decided to put the responsibility on a seventeen year old, who was already number one on Voldemort's hit list. If he had just confided in someone who knew about the Cursebreaking profession, he would have known how to destroy them! Cursebreakers were not just adventurers who broke into tombs. You had to have a Mastery in Runes and either Charms or Arithmancy to even get in the door. You also studied Arcane Magick, and worked on making and breaking wards before you ever entered a tomb. Bill had run into horcruxes before, and knew how to destroy them. He would be an invaluable asset to their group.

Bill had suggested they bring in Charlie to help. She had been adamantly opposed to it at first, until he explained. Dragon taming was not a job for burly, but dumb laborers who loved magical creatures. You had to have a Mastery in Care of Magical Creatures, and Charms or DADA. Charlie had a Mastery in Creatures and Charms. He also had a working knowledge of wards, and was no slouch at Defense. They had both put their lives on hold for the war, but were at slightly loose ends. This would be the perfect project for them.

Violet was of the opinion that the more knowledgable, trustworthy people they had in the know, the better. Ron and Hermione did not agree. Ron was the worst, and he told her they were only coming along because they wanted to fuck her. She had countered that they may want to fuck her, but they were more interested in winning the war than getting into her knickers. Bill and Charlie both had been in the next room, and had heard the entire argument. Violet had told them that it was her decision, and it was final. They could like it, or lump it- she didn't care.

They had set up their headquarters at #12 Grimmauld Place. Violet had put the war wards into effect, and Bill had added several more on top of the already impressive and lethal Black wards. They started researching in the Black library, and restored the books that Molly had tried to throw away. Sirius may not have liked his family, but he would not allow the destruction of the Black library. He had ordered Kreature to hide any books and true heirlooms in the ritual room. The ritual room was hidden behind a wall in the library, and you had to have the permission of a Black to get in. Violet, as the Black Heiress, and Sirius as Lord Black, were the only ones who could go in or give permission. Molly had not been pleased.

As they researched, they discovered Slytherin's locket at #12. After being questioned, Kreacher had told them the sad, heroic tale of Regulus Black. They had destroyed their first horcrux that very day. Ron and Hermione continued to feel unneeded or replaced in some way. This led to a lot of tension in the house, and Violet spending more time with Bill and Charlie. Bill had cornered her in the hallway one evening. She had just gotten out of the shower, and was only wearing a towel. Her hair was in a heavy, wet jumble down her back. Bill had been going to his bedroom, when he caught sight of her.

Bill's eyes had become heavy lidded and intent, his expression smouldering. He slowly backed her into the closed bathroom door. "Thank Merlin you are seventeen. I've wanted to do this for way too long." He said, voice deep. His hand cupped her cheek, and then his lips were upon her. He devoured her mouth, kissing her deeply and with all the pent up desire he had inside him. Violet's toes curled, and she responded just as passionately. He placed one of his hands on the back of her neck, the other went around her waist, pulling her closer. Violet moaned, sensation shooting through her. This was much more intense than her kisses with Neville or Cedric! She put her arms around his shoulders, and played with his long hair.

Suddenly, she could feel Bill's hand trailing up her thigh. She gasped, and broke the kiss. Bill started kissing down her neck, using his teeth occaisionally for contrast. The feel of her silky skin under his fingertips, and the sweet little moans and noises she was making, were driving him mad. He had never gotten so hard from kissing, not even with Fleur and she was a veela! He was chasing water droplets with his tongue, when he felt her hands run over his chest, rubbing his nipples through his shirt. He groaned, then detatched himself from her collarbone. "Are you sure you want this, Vi?" He asked, voice gravelly with desire.

"I'm a big girl, Bill. I know what I want. Are you going to give it to me?" Violet said, looking at him coyly.

"Oh, I'll give it to you Violet." Bill said, pushing his erection into her stomach. Bill grabbed her hand, and pulled her towards his bedroom. Neither noticed Charlie standing at the end of the hall, a prominent erection clearly visible. "Are you a virgin, Violet?" Bill asked after shutting the door, and flicking up wards.

"No. Is that a problem?" Violet asked, slightly self conscious.

"Not at all. I'll feel less like a dirty old man that way." Bill said, grinning. He then kissed her again, gripping her wet hair. Violet started unbuttoning his shirt, stroking the smooth skin as it was uncovered. "You smell delicious, like apples. I wanna take a bite of you." He groaned, shrugging his shirt off.

"Feel free." Violet said, running her fingertips over his abs, and reaching for his belt. She unbuckled it slowly, letting her fingertips dip below his waistband. His erection was throbbing, and weeping precome. He helped her disrobe him, by stepping out of his shoes, and toeing his socks off. Violet unbuttoned his jeans, then unzipped them, trailing her fingers lightly down his cock. He bucked into her hand, moaning.

"God, Violet!" Bill exclaimed, stepping back and pulling his pants off. "Can't wait to fuck you. I'm gonna make you come so hard, baby." He had not been wearing underpants, so Violet was getting an eyefull of his heavy cock.

"You are a lot bigger than Neville was." She said apprehensively.

"Neville Longbottom?!" Bill asked in shock, his hands squeezing her ass.

" Yes. I lost my virginity to Neville." She said, an edge of steel in her voice. She dared him to say anything bad about Neville.

Bill held his hands up in surrender. "I didn't mean anything bad, I'm just surprised he had it in him." He said, sounding impressed. Then he reached up to pull off her towel. "Let's even the playing field, yes?" He said, pulling it open. Her D cup breasts were perky, and tipped in dark pink nipples. Her nipples were hard, and he wanted to suck them. She had a small waist, rounded hips, and a flat stomach. She had a small strip of hair, that had been trimmed down low. He groaned at the sight of her. "You are so. fucking. hot, Vi." Bill said. He steered them towards the bed, sucking her nipple into his mouth.

"Oh! Harder, please." She moaned, grabbing the back of his head with one hand, and his cock with the other.

Bill moaned as her hand gripped him. "Uhh, Violet! I can't wait to be inside you." He said against her breast. His hand cupped her, and he moaned at how wet she was. "Want to taste you." Bill groaned, pushing her onto the bed, then climbing over her and kissing her.

He ran his finger through her folds, spreading her juices up to her clit. Violet moaned, loudly. "Bill, please!" Violet begged, lifting her hips towards him, looking for friction. He pushed his middle finger into her heat, causing them both to moan.

"Are you sure you are not a virgin? You are super tight." Bill said lowly, thrusting his finger up and down.

Violet was beside herself. She had never been so turned on. "We only did it once." She said, causing Bill to freeze. "Don't stop!" She groaned, bringing him back to the present. She started thrusting her hips, fucking herself on his finger.

"Was there anyone else?" Bill asked hoarsely. He couldn't believe she was practically a virgin, only better. Someone else had given her the pain, now he would show her the pleasure.

"No. Please, Bill. Stop teasing!" Violet said, frustrated. Bill took pity on them both, pushing another finger inside her. He was placing wet, open mouthed kisses down her breasts, then on towards her stomach. There was little doubt as to his ultimate destination. Violet moaned in anticipation. No one had done that to her before, but she knew it would feel amazing if he knew what he was doing - and she had zero doubts that he did.

"Mmmm. You smell devine." Bill said. The scent of her arousal was intoxicating. He couldn't wait to see her come. He bet she would look exquisite. He finally reached her dripping wet pussy, and licked her up and down. Bill groaned at the taste of her.

Violet bucked so hard, she almost dislodged him. She squealed, grabbing the back of his head. "Oh my God! Bill, yes! Right there! Ugh!" Violet yelled. She was a screamer, just how he liked them. He pressed her hips down, diving in to pay attention to her clit. He continued to thrust his fingers into her slick sheath, while furiously licking her clit. He needed her to come, soon! He was so hard he hurt, and he was leaking copiusly onto the sheets. The smell, and taste of her. The sound of her moans, and cries. The feel of her pussy stretched around his fingers, it was all driving him mad. He was only a man, for God's sake!

Violet was about to have the best orgasm of her life! It would also be the first one someone else gave her. "Yes! Yes, please! Pleasepleaseplease! Oh! Uh. Uh. Uh. Ahhh!" Violet screamed, coming hard in the next moment. Her legs shook, and she lurched against his mouth.

Watching, and hearing, Violet come was a revalation to Bill. It was so hot, he could hardly believe it. He was desperate to come. The head of his cock was practically purple! As she came down, Bill applied a wandless contraception spell on Violet. He doubted she was on the potion, and this was one of the few spells he could do wandlessly. Bill quickly placed the head of his cock against her folds, rubbing it through her wetness. "Are you ready, Vi?" He said, voice low and tight.

Violet was brought back to reality by Bill's voice, and answered him quickly. "Yes. I'm ready, Bill. Can you do the spell?" Bill started pushing into as soon as he heard her say 'yes'. She was incredibly tight, and he felt her stiffen in discomfort.

"I'm sorry, Vi. It will only hurt for a second. You're just so tight. I already did the spell." Bill managed to get out. He was shuddering in pleasure, he was going to come embarrasingly fast - he knew it. He was finally balls deep, and he started kissing her to distract her from the discomfort. He was keeping still, not thrusting until he got the ok. "Are you alright?" Bill asked.

Violet could feel how tense Bill was, how he was holding himself back. "I'm ok, Bill. You can move." She said, relaxing slightly. Bill started thrusting, slowly. The feeling was indescibable. Her walls were clinging to him tightly. The pressure on it's own was amazing, but added to her wetness and intense heat, he was in heaven.

Bill started to speed his thrusts, causing Violet to moan. "You feel amazing around my cock, baby." Bill groaned. He started thrusting harder and faster, making Violet see stars. "You were made for my cock, Vi!" Bill exclaimed, loudly.

"Mmm. Uhh, Bill! Harder, please! Fuck me harder!" Violet screamed. Bill started thrusting in earnest, he was about to come hard! He reached in between them, rubbing her clit, he wanted her to come too.

"That's it, baby. Tell me what you need. I'll give it to you." He said. He felt her start to clench around him, he just hoped he could hold out for another minute.

Violet started shaking, the pleasure exploding across her body. "Uhh! Ahhhh!" She screamed as she came, sending Bill over the edge with her. He had never come so hard, or so copiusly. He finally stopped thrusting, pulling out of her slowly. He collapsed backwards on the bed, chest heaving.

Bill pulled her over onto his chest, tucking her head under his chin. "God. That was the best sex of my life, Violet." Bill said, voice rough and exhausted.

"Mine too." She said breathlessly. Then Violet giggled. "So that's what all the fuss is about." She said.

Needless to say, that started a year long love affair. Draco was wrong about them including Charlie. Yes, they did have a threesome one time. ( Charlie and Bill didn't touch, and barely glanced at each other.) But nothing like the horribly depraved relationship that Draco described. She knew she never should have told him about the threesome! (She never should have agreed to it, either. It ultimately cost them their relationship. Bill became super possesive, and Charlie seemed to forget it was a one time thing.)

Now, she was ready to have a new adventure. She couldn't wait to get to the bar. Maybe she would see the man in the fedora with the yellow band, again. He was totally sexy, and if he wasn't mafia, she'd eat his hat! Violet placed her black, Minolo Blahnik stillettos on her feet. She had a feeling this was the start of that adventure. Oh, how right she was.