It's been several hours since Violet kicked Draco out of her flat. She set up enchantments so no one can apparate in or out no matter how hard they tried. After doing so, she sunk back into the couch her and Draco were previously sitting on while they argued. It was a terrible argument and many hurtful things were said between both of them. Violet didn't mean for things to get out of hand but she was just so tired of him using her every time he got bored of his wife.

"Gosh you're so arrogant Violet." he shouted in a frustrated manor as he turned red all over. "You're a child! I should have never gotten involved with you!"

Violet curls into a ball, her chin rested on her knees as she hugs them to her chest. There are tears gathering on her bottom lashes as she stares at the ground under her feet. Her heart feels heavy in her chest and her throat is tightening because she refuses to let a tear drop down her cheek. She's stubborn about showing her emotions after having them shot down not minutes ago.

"You think I wanted to love you?!" Violet screamed, holding her head like if she was going insane. "I was fine not knowing you! You pushed yourself onto me with your jersey and the way you followed me around school! I'm not a child, you just can't handle the thing you started so you're blaming my age! You want to talk about being a child, grow up and choose what you want because you're hurting everyone around you!"

In an angry manor, she clears her throat and blinks repeatedly to avoid crying at how sad and angry she is right now. She shakes her head as she reaches forward for the bottle of whiskey that sits on her glass table before her. Slowly, she brings it up to her swollen lips and presses the glass harshly against them, chugging the burning liquid down her throat. It pains her but she continues drinking it because she'd rather feel the pain from drinking than the pain from her heartache.

"Just go back to France. Forget about me, about us." Draco shook his head as he pressed his fingers gently against his temples. "I'll forget you and we'll go on with our lives. Without each other of course."

And another swig of whiskey down her throat.

"I don't want to forget you!" Violet pursed her lips with a furrow of her eyebrows. "Just choose and stick to what you want! You're stubborn, you want everything for yourself and you don't care about the cost. Why is it so hard to choose if you know what you want! You said it yourself!"

Another swig of the burning liquid, pouring down but this time not bothering her.

"What do you want? Huh?" Draco's shout rang in her eyes. It's a shock her neighbors haven't dialed the police. "You constantly tell me to choose but what about you? It was all about me before you met Theo and now that you know him, he's your second choice! Why don't you tell me what you want Violet!"

By now the glass bottle curled in Violet's hand is half empty. She can feel the strong alcohol running through her veins like a shock. Drowning her thoughts out with every swig and making her head fall back on the leather cushion behind her head. Her eyes feather shut as she brings the bottle back up to her wet lips, tossing it back so the whiskey fills her mouth with a sour taste. She groans at the taste and turns her head to the door when she hears it unlock.

In comes Bridgette with shopping bags hanging on every inch of both arms and her beret hanging on the side of her head like usual. Her cheeks are flushed and her lipstick is smeared under her bottom lip yet she has the biggest smile on her face.

"You didn't tell me English men were so helpful." she snickers and uses hand magic to send her bags to her bedroom. She sighs before sitting next to Violet and taking the bottle from her hand. "Strong whiskey, I like it." she takes a sip and hands it back. "I met an English man at the bank where I was creating a muggle bank account. He was oh so helpful to the clueless girl that is I and he ended up taking me out for drinks which led to a little something more. Oh, mon Dieu ! It was wonderful!"

Bridgette holds her tan hand to her heart and lets out a happy sigh, smiling at the ceiling above. Meanwhile, Violet has her eyes closed while she rests her heavy head on Bridgette's comfortable shoulder.

"What has you in a mood my love?" Bridgette whispers, comforting Violet with the stroke of her hand against the side of her head.

"Men." Violet replies in a grumbling, drunk, tone as she moves her head to look at Bridgette, her nose sliding against her cheek as Bridgette turns to look at her too. "I fell in love with my friends f-fathers and now I don't know what to do."

"Theo and?" Bridgette questions in a hush but a hint of shock in her tone. "Who's the other?"

"Draco Malfoy." Violet's voice quivers at his name leaving her mouth. "It's a long story but I think I pushed Theo away because I knew if I didn't, I would have loved him the same amount as the other. Is that wrong of me?"

Bridgette shakes her head and swallows. "I think it's possible to love two people at once." she responds quietly. "But in your case, I see how you are with Theo. Maybe you need to give him a chance. Call him."

"But –"

"Call him." Bridgette interrupts as she gets up from the couch and caresses Violet's chin. "You won't regret it."

She giggles slightly as she walks into to the hallway that leads to her bedroom, leaving Violet alone in the living room. For seconds, Violet stays with her bottom lip between her teeth as she stares longingly at her cellphone. Her hearts beating quick, telling her to pick it up and call him but her mind is telling her to leave it and continue drinking.

However, as usual, Violet listens to her heart and reaches forward for the black phone that's in front of her. She struggles to open it, now that the alcohol is really kicking in and she scrolls through her contacts until she sees his name. Theo Nott. With a shaky finger, she calls him and holds the phone up to her ear, listening to the ringing echo in her ear.

"Hello?"

"Theo, you answered." Violet slurs with a relieved sigh. "I just wanted to tell you how cute you look when you scrunch your nose when you talk. Or how you never button the top buttons on your silk shirts that hug your body so perfectly." she hiccups and drops on her side as she holds the phone tightly. "Do you think of me when you touch yourself? Cause I surely do think of you."

"Violet are you drunk?" Theo chuckles on the other end, partially happy to hear her say all those things. "Where are you? Are you where Draco took you?"

"I am at home Mr. Nott." she hiccups again and presses her index finger over her lips. "Do you want to come? Literally come?" a chuckle escapes her lips and she turns on her stomach. "I'm horny and alone and I can't stop thinking about you. I mean I literally can't stop thinking about your lips and your hands on my body and –"

Suddenly, there's a knock at Violet's front door and it causes her to stop speaking and turn in that direction. Her lips part in shock slightly and she stays staring at the brown door.

"There's someone at my door." she whispers into the phone as she stands up, wobbling in struggle as she goes to open it.

She pulls the door open and Theo's standing there with his phone in his hand and his breath heavy as he stares at her. He wastes no time in smashing his plumped lips against her wet ones, kicking the door shut behind him and sliding his hands down her back. Violet moans into his mouth – wrapping her slim arms around his neck – as they walk back towards the couch behind her.

Theo slides his hands down her arse until he grips the back of her thighs and pulls her up. Immediately, as if it was a natural reaction, Violet wraps her legs around his torso and rips open his shirt, sending button flying to the floor. Their kiss is full of heat and at this point Violet doesn't remember what breathing is or how to do it. Theo has been waiting for her to let him do this to her, for her to say those words she was saying and now he has her. He has her and he's not letting the moment slip past his fingers because he wants her more than anything.

"Fuck!" Violet gasps for air, pulling away as Theo attacks her sensitive neck.

She lets her fingers slide through his brunette curls and she grips them in her hand, yanking his head back so she can kiss him once more. Theo throws Violet back onto the couch, letting his body fall on top of her as he undoes his expensive belt and wraps it around her wrists. It's like she's so used to it because Violet's just letting it happen, to distracted by how flushed his face is. Violet throws her arms around Theo's neck, leaving him locked between her tied wrists as he uses his muscular hands to rip down her trousers.

A satisfied smirk grows on his face when he sees her panties – flashbacks from his office entering his mind. Wanting to tease her a little longer, he presses his hardness in between her thighs and Violet throws her head back, crying out loud for mercy.

Violet opens her hand, causing her wand to fly against her palm and in a quick tone says, "Muffliato!"

Theo bites his lips, knowing she won't be able to contain her screams and continues grinding himself against her. Even through his boxers and her lace panties, he can feel how soaked she is and she can feel how hard he is. Violet starts bucking her hips forward, begging silently for him to quit teasing her already but he's enjoying it too much.

"Use your words." he pants as he grips the cushion behind her head. "Tell me how bad you want me to fuck you!"

Violet bites her lips, too turned on to speak but she feels Theo's hand grip her face. Her eyes shoot open and they're met with his blue ones that are staring into her soul.

"I want you to fuck me so bad!" she replies in a pierced moan that sends him into shock.

Hearing her say that in the moaning way she did causes him to pull down his boxers; his cock jolts up, revealing how hard he actually is for her. Violet whimpers at the feeling of his tip sliding against her inner thigh as he puts his fingers in her mouth. She sucks on them repeatedly, wetting them with her saliva and he uses them to lubricate his cock before moving her panties aside.

"You're soaking." he grunts as he teasingly puts his tip inside her vagina, causing her to bite onto her bottom lip and shut her eyes. Angrily, he grabs her chin and pulls her into him. "Look at me! I want to see the life leave your body as I fuck you!"

"I can't!" Violet screams as Theo continues thrusting his tip only into her wetness. "It feels too good!"

"You haven't felt nothing yet." Theo smirks, knowing how much power he has over her at this moment. He presses his thumb into the softness of her chin and she finally opens her eyes. "Good girl, listening to me."

He stares into her hazel eyes as he rams himself fully into her vagina; a smile growing on his face as he watches her eyes roll to the back of her head and a moan of pleasure shout out of her pretty lips. She pants into the air as Theo strokes quickly, digging his nails into the leather. His forehead rests against hers as their lips graze, Theo grunting with every push inside of her. Violet's body jolts upward every time he rams into her.

Violet throws her head to the side, gasping into the hot air as she feels his hand leave the couch and grips her throat. A whimper of excitement escapes her lips when the metal of his rings dig into her skin that's covered in red marks from his mouth.

"H-harder!" Violet moans in between grunts and screams.

Theo obeys and grunts as he pounds mercilessly into her, causing her body to jump up with every hard pound. They're both panting and sweating but none of them are even near finishing. Violet tugs angrily, trying to free herself from the grip of the belt wrapped tightly around her wrists. She wants to scratch down his back, yank his hair and run her hands down his chiseled chest but this damn belt is stopping her.

"Take this damn belt off my wrists!" Violet grunts angrily and bucks her hips down onto his cock. "Now!"

"As you wish." Theo smirks keeps pounding into her as he reaches back to unbuckle the belts loop.

Violet's hands drop down Theo's chest and she balls his shirt into her fists, pulling him into a hot kiss. He bites down on her bottom lip, pulling it as she he moves away from her face. As he does so, Violet snakes her cold hands around his waist and scratches his back, causing him to whimper in pleasure and pain.

"Fuck! Fuck!" Violet screams as she feels herself come onto his cock, her body tensing and her walls clenching around him.

Never in her life has she experienced such pleasure. It was hateful, lustful, hot. Just perfect.

Theo's strokes begin to slow down as scattered moans escape his lips. "Violet!" he moans into her ear, fanning his hot breath on her sweaty skin. "You're making me go insane!"

In seconds, Violet feels her stomach get filled with his come and she grunts at the feeling. He falls onto her chest, his face burying into the crook of her neck as he sighs. Violet chuckles at the feeling and strokes Theo's scalp with her fingers, getting his curls wrapped around her slender fingers. There's a quiet hum from Theo, him feeling comfortable with her like this.

"Do you mind?" Violet giggles drunkenly, bucking her hips for him to pull out.

"Bloody hell." he chuckles and pulls out of her, adjusting himself in his boxers as he gets down to pull Violet's trousers back up. As he sits back up, he pushes Violet back on the couch and crawls on top of her before hugging her body tightly like a child. "It's not too soon to say I think I love you right?"

Violet continues stroking his hair, feeling his breath fanning against her breasts. She swallows the lump in her throat and closes her eyes, wondering if she should say what she's feeling.

"I think I love you too."