JAYNE'S POV
"Do it or I'll kill you," he said pointing his wand. "Go ahead," he said standing tall. "No, not you. Her" he said chuckling. I could feel it all over again. I screamed. I screamed until my vocal cords were about to snap. I thrashed on the bed. I wanted this to end. Wake up Jayne. Wake up!
I felt arms on my body. My eyes opened and I screamed. I saw Theo on my bed. He was holding my arms trying to get me to calm down. "No, don't. Please! I'm begging you!" I cried. "Jayne, it's over. Calm down." he said. My breathing was still erratic. I tried to slow it down and return to normal. I scooted to the back corner of the bed, shaking. Theo sat far away from me. He looked horrible. He looked guilty. I wish he didn't. He did what he had to do. "It was about me. Wasn't it?" he asked. I couldn't bring myself to tell him the truth. I shook my head. "It's ok Jayne. I know when you are lying." he said. His eyes watered. "I'm sorry Jayne, I'm so sorry." he choked out. "Stop," I said. "No, you have to know-" he started. "Stop, just stop. We promised each other we would never talk about that ever. You promised me. So please just stop talking" I said. He sighed. "Did you tell anyone?" I asked. He shook his head. "Please just pretend it never happened. Please." I said quietly. "Is that your plan?" he asked. I looked up at him, confused. "Pretend it never happened." he said. I said nothing. "Because you can't. Jayne, we've given you time. But you are going to fall deeper into a darker hole if you won't let us help you." he said. "What do you want me to say?" I asked. "Whatever you need to. I want you to talk. To me, to Harry. I don't care. Just let someone in. Let us take some weight off your shoulders." he said. "I'm fine." I said. He walked to the door. "Who are you trying to convince? Me... or yourself?" he asked. Then he walked out and shut the door. I got up and sat at the chair by the window. I looked out at the beach. I could see Harry through my window. He was sitting at Dobby's grave. He goes there everyday. I know he feels guilty for Dobby's death. So do I. He never would have been at Malfoy Manor if not to save us. 2 people died trying to save me. I keep wondering if I was worth it. Saving Harry makes sense. He can defeat Voldemort. But me, what can I do? I couldn't even save the one person I love most in the world. I risked everything to save him and all I did was make things worse. I'm not worth all of this. I'm just not.
I heard the door open and I turned around. Fleur walked in with her medical bag. She was followed by Harry and Theo. "Hello dear, is now a good time?" she asked. I nodded and laid down. Theo laid my head on his lap just like always and held my trembling hand. Harry stood in the room looking out the window. "Are you ready?" Fleur asked. I shut my eyes and nodded. She lifted my shirt and applied the bruise paste and medicine. Then I sat up. She lifted my shirt once more and did the same on my back. The bruises were mostly faded. The cuts and burns were healing. "How is she?" Harry asked. "Looking better. How do you feel Jayne?" she asked. "Fine," I said quietly. She nodded and left the room. Harry and Theo looked at me. Their eyes full of concern. They headed for the door. I knew they were right. I knew I needed to talk about it. I was scared. I think I always will be. I just have to try. Otherwise, I may never be the same.
"The burns" I said out loud. Theo and Harry stopped. "I remember." I said. They turned around. "Go ahead." Theo said. I nodded. Theo sat down on the chair and Harry sat on the windowsill. "It was after one of their meetings. After they um.. They raped me. But I guess I passed out before all of them got a turn." I said. I paused. I closed my eyes as the memories flooded my head. "They burned me until I woke up. Everytime I started to pass out they would burn me again." I said. Harry's fists were clenched. Theo stared at the floor. "Dolohov was the worst. He liked pain.... Me in pain. They would laugh. All of them." I said. My eyes watered. "Once, there was a new guy. He was on top of me. I couldn't breathe. I was crying and gasping for air. He pulled my hair and told me to shut up." I said. "Why didn't you run? Or try to escape when you were upstairs?" Theo asked. "They told me if I ever did, they wouldn't just kill me. They would kill you, and Draco." I said. Theo nodded. "After a while, my mind went numb. All I could feel was pain. I could feel everything. I still can. It never stops." I said. "It will. It'll take time. But it will stop." Harry said. "Jayne, You survived. The worst of it's over." Theo said. "I hope you're right." I said.
DRACO'S POV
"Get off me" I yelled. Two men were dragging me back down to the cellar. The dark prison where I'd be trapped with my own thoughts. I fought as hard as I could. And I broke free. I ran. I ran for the door. "Stupefy" I was thrown back and my body hit a glass mirror. It shattered and I fell to the ground. I tried to get up and crawl away but a man pointed his wand at me. "Incarerous," he said. I felt ropes bound around my wrists and ankles. I struggled on the floor. Lucius stormed in with the death stare of his face. "What happened?" he roared. "He broke free. We got him though" the death eater said. My father surveyed the damage as he walked over to me. I could feel the blood dripping down the side of my face. Lucius gave me the most smug look. "It's time." he said. He paused kneeling in front of me. "Show him the video," he said. The death eaters picked me up. They dragged me to the cellar and tied me to the pillar. They tied a cloth gag in my mouth. Dolohov walked in with the camcorder. He was smirking at me. He opened it up and hit play. "This is the best one." he said. They held my head and place and I was forced to stare at the screen. At first, it was dark. Then I saw it. Jayne was laying on a mattress in the cellar. She looked completely broken. Theo stood in front of her. There were four death eaters in the frame. "Your turn" one said. My eyes darkened. I felt my heart stop. "No." Theo said. "Come on, you know you want to fuck her." another said. "Just look at the slut" one said. I pulled on the ropes fighting their grip. They just held tighter. "Do it or we kill you." he said, stepping towards Theo and pointing his wand towards him. Theo stared at him down. "Go ahead. I'd rather die then rape Jayne. I'm not an animal like you all." he said firmly. They just laughed. "Oh you must have misunderstood. Do it or we let you live just long enough to watch us kill her. Then we'll kill you" they said. Theo's face dropped. "No, no you can't." he pleaded. "Just fuck her and you won't have to worry." he said. "Do it," a small weak voice said. My eyes watered as I realized who it was. Theo turned around. He knelt down next to Jayne. "I won't. I can't do that Jayne." he whispered. She shook her head. "Just do it. It's ok." she choked out. I saw the tears pouring down her cheeks. Theo's hands shook. He climbed on top of her and the death eaters cheered. He pulled down her underwear and I saw her close her eyes. He pulled down his joggers and boxers. "I'm so sorry" he choked out. Then he thrust himself inside her. The death eaters were laughing as Jayne cried out in pain. Theo's eyes were shut tight. He kept thrusting in and out until he finished. The death eaters clapped sarcastically. "See, that wasn't so hard." they said. "I'll bet she's gonna hate him now" one said as they all left. He pulled out and pulled up his pants. He pulled up her underwear and crawled off her. He went and sat in the opposite corner of the room. Then the screen went black. Tears were streaming down my cheeks by the time Lucius looked at me. "See, Theo and Jayne fucked. And they didn't tell you. What do you think that means?" he asked smugly. He pulled the gag from my mouth. I coughed. "You forced them." I choked out. "Did I? If so, why didn't they tell you?" he asked. Then they all walked out leaving me to think. I know why Jayne didn't tell me. She didn't want to hurt me. I don't blame her or Theo. How could I?
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The Slytherin Princess
General FictionJayne Black GOOD GIRL GONE BAD "You're ok" I whispered. Our foreheads pressed together and our tears mixed. "Thanks princess" he whispered back.