The Black Rose

Chapter Forty-four- Jabe is attacked

Jabe is roughly grabbed and slammed hard into the hard stone wall. A cry of pain escapes her and her breath is knocked from her lungs. 

Jabe's attacker pins her arms above her head so Jabe couldn't fight back. Jabe gets her breath back and she starts to struggle violently. 

But the harder she struggled, the tighter her attackers grip became on her. The grip got tighter, and tighter. To the point that it was painful. 

Jabe was sure her wrists were going to bruise. 

And as hard as Jabe struggled it was clear to see that jabes attacker was much stronger then her. Jabe could feel hands roaming her body. 

The mere feeling of someone else's hands on her body made her sick. 

Her body belonged to one person and one person only. Jabe struggles but her attacker tightens his grip on her once more, letting out an evil laugh. 

 That's when Jabe knew who it was. 

Igor Karkaroff. 

"Get off me Karkaroff!" Jabe yells struggling in his grip. Karkaroff laughs. 

"You shouldnt have rejected me at dinner Black. Now we're going to have some fun." He grins running a hand down her side once more. Jabe could smell the alcohol on his breath. The smell made her sick. 

Jabe fights to keep dinner down as she feels Karkaroff's cold and clammy hand slip under her robes and explore her skin. Jabe violently struggles to get free of his grip. She didn't want him anywhere near her. 

And she definitely didn't want what he had in mind for her. Jabe could never betray Voldemort like that. She had to get away from Karkaroff. Before he took the one thing that Jabe had always saved for Voldemort. She couldn't let him do this. She had to fight. 

For herself. And for Voldemort. 

"Get off me!" Jabe yells once more, finally able to bring her knee up into Karkaroff's 'manly' parts. Karkaroff grunts in pain loosening his grip on jabe. It wasn't much. But it was enough for Jabe to push him away from her. Karkaroff grits his teeth in pain. 

" You little bitch!" He groans out. 

Jabe feels fire erupt in her cheek as Karkaroff slaps his hand violently against her cheek. Then she can't breath. Karkaroff's hand had closed around her throat. Karkaroff starts squeezing jabes throat harder and harder until Jabe could barley see. 

Jabe was struggling to stay awake so much, that she never even felt her locket vibrate violently. Voldemort had felt jabes pain and fear through the bond and realized that something was wrong. 

Using his horcrux he was able to see what was happening. 

It was as if Voldemort was actually there. He could see everything that was happened. And upon seeing another mans hands on jabes body, he erupt in firey anger. 

The anger that Voldemort felt was so great that Jabe unknowingly winced. Had she been more focused she would have been able to realize just how anger Voldemort was. No one touched what belonged to him. 

Jabe was his and he was the only person who would every be allowed to touch her in the way Karkaroff had. Her body belonged to him and him only. Anyone who ever even dared to think about touching his queen would suffer. And that's exactly what Voldemort planned to do. Then in an instant Karkaroff goes flying off Jabe and slams into the wall so hard Jabe swore she heard bones break. 

Jabe watches as an invisible force proceeds to slam Karkaroff into the wall and floor repeatedly with such rage that the stone started to crack. 

Karkaroff was thrown into the stone so many times Jabe lost count. 

And finally Karkaroff hits the floor. And doesn't move. Jabe stands there for a moment trying to catch her breath and figure out what just happened. Then it hits her. 

She looks down at her locket and feels it pulsing erratically. Voldemort had saved her. Jabe lets a few tears slip and sinks down against the wall. 

She felt disgusted with herself that she wasn't able to fight Karkaroff off. The feeling of Karkaroff's slimy hands roaming her body made Jabe gag. She felt like a whore. She felt dirty. 

Tears start streaming down Jabes face. She could no longer control her emotions. And after what had just happened it was easy to see why. 

A warm comforting presence engulfs Jabe, surrounding her every fiber. And to Jabe it felt like a pair of strong arms were wrapped tightly around her. They felt like Voldemorts arms. And Jabe was right. 

Even though Voldemort's mind was there his body was not. But he was able to wrap his magical core around his queen and comfort her. 

Until her tears stopped. 

Jabe sat there for quite a while before she slowly found the strength to get to her feet. Jabe slowly made her way back to her office and once inside she collapsed on the couch. Jabe held Voldemorts horcrux close to her heart. 

The closer she pressed it into her skin the more Voldemort's presence surrounded her. "Tom..." Jabe manages to whisper. Jabes voice cracks from tears. 

Then somewhere in the back of Jabe she mind she hears "

Shhh. I am here my love. I will always be here." 

Jabe lets a teary smile come to her face as she curls up. "Tom..." Jabe whispers once more tears beginning to stream down her face once more. 

"Shh my love. It's alright. I'm here. Nothing will harm you while I am here." 

Voldemort continues to whispers softly into jabes mind. Comforting her and consuling her until her tears were all but gone. 

Jabe was terrified of how Voldemort was going to react. She had let Karkaroff touch her. Her body belonged to Voldemort only. And Karkaroff had touched her in ways that only he was supposed to. To say that Jabe was scared of how Voldemort was going to react was an understatement. 

Jade didn't think she could bare it if Voldemort was angry with her. Her heart just couldn't take it. 

Jabe swallows before whispering "I'm sorry tom. I let him touch me. It was all my fault." Jabe winces as she feels a surge of anger come from Voldemorts side of the bond. 

"No!!! Don't you dare think that my love. That traitor will pay for what he has done. None of this is your fault. He will never!!! touch you again! I swear I'm going to rip his head off with my bare hands. He will pay for even daring to think about touching you!!!" 

Jabe sniffles and lets a few more tears slip. Knowing that Voldemort wasn't angry with her for what had happened, it made her feel tremendously better. 

"I miss you tom." She whispers. Jabe smiles as she feels Voldemort's presence tighten comfortingly around her. 

"I know my love. But I am always here with you." 

To emphasize this Voldemorts horcrux vibrates gently in Jabes hand. Jabe gives another teary smile before gently pressing her lips to Voldemorts horcrux. "I know tom... thank you." Jabe whispers. 

"I will always protect you my love. From everything. You are mine." 

Jabe couldn't help but shiver at the possessive tone that covered Voldemort's soft voice. "And I always will be tom." Jabe whispers before gently slipping the locket back onto her neck.

Jabe watches as it disappears, falling back under the distraction spells that were placed upon it. 

"I have to go my love. But remember. I am always here with you." 

Jabe smiles and gives a sad nod. "I know tom." She whispers as Voldemort's presence slowly diminishes around her. It doesn't disappear completely but it did disappear mostly. Jabe slowly wipes her eyes before stumbling to her feet and making her way for the shower. 

The door closes and the lock clicks. Jabe stays in the shower for more then an hour. Washing Karkaroff's slimy hands off of her until she finally felt clean once more.