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Summary: Madness is not a state of mind. Madness is a place. What happens when Harry stumbles into it and gets trapped there? A Harry Potter version of Alice in Wonderland but a thousand shades darker.
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Harry sat at the front of the Great Hall in the seat that had once been inhabited by Dumbledore. In front of him, the hall was filled with students. He hadn't expected so many but he was glad…well somewhat glad…There were some very familiar faces in the crowd that Harry wasn't exactly pleased to see. Ron, Hermione, Neville, Seamus, Dean… almost the entire Dumbledore's Army had returned. He almost envied them because it seemed that their life was getting back on track while Harry felt so off balance. The feast was even grander than it had ever been. The only difference was that everyone on the teacher's table was different. Remus sat on his right, David on his left. It had been a week. He hadn't talked properly to David since that day. He hadn't talked to Sirius either.
The sorting was done by the new transfiguration professor and Harry missed Professor McGonagall. He leaned back in his seat and watched the first years. They looked so happy and hopeful. Harry wished he had a fraction of their hope. Grindelwald had been haunting his dreams for a week now…he hadn't been able to sleep without seeing that man's face…he hadn't been able to eat without feeling the bitter, metallic taste of blood on his tongue…he hadn't been able to work without hearing all those heart rending screams. It was torture…absolute torture.
Remus squeezed his shoulder and Harry realized that he had zoned out,
"Harry, would you like to say something?"
Harry didn't want to but he had to. He rose to his feet and approached the podium. He scanned the crowd and then spoke,
"Over the past few weeks, all of you have witnessed many changes in the ministry…in the way things have been running…and now in Hogwarts as well. You may not accept the changes but I expect each and every one of you to honour and respect the newly appointed staff and follow the rules and regulations of the castle as you have in the past. I know my word might not mean much to some of you but Hogwarts deserves your love and respect and only then will it love you in return. Your new headmaster, Remus Lupin will introduce the new professors and inform you of the changes that have been made this year. I hope you have a wonderful year and wish you the best of luck."
He stepped away from the podium and retook his seat while Remus started introducing the new staff. Once the introductions were done, Remus announced that the firework display would be taking place soon and requested the prefects to accompany the students to the grounds. Harry looked questioningly at Remus and Remus smiled softly,
"It was the twins' idea."
Harry rose to his feet but instead of heading towards the grounds, he headed for the astronomy tower. He was glad Remus didn't object because he needed some time alone right now. He couldn't help but remember the time he'd watched the fireworks with Voldemort, the way their fingers had been entwined, that moment had felt perfect. He stared at the black sky and watched as colours exploded across it. Somehow, they didn't feel that colourful or fantastic anymore. He stared down at his empty hands and collapsed on his knees. Voldemort had given him everything he had wanted, freedom, family, a home but he still felt empty handed because none of those things mattered anymore…
Tears streamed down his eyes as he stared up at the colourful display and lamented his own colourless life. He had everything and yet had nothing. This wasn't fair…It wasn't fair. Footsteps behind him forced him to jump to his feet and wipe away his tears hurriedly. He turned around and found David standing there with something like concern darkening his soft features and his hazel eyes. Harry turned away from him and stared at the sky again as David came to stand beside him,
"Mini…"
Harry shook his head and silenced David,
"You didn't see anything."
David pursed his lips and then spoke,
"Minister, maybe sharing your pain might help ease it."
Harry laughed bitterly and wiped away the remaining tears,
"I really hate it when you call me Minister."
David bowed his head,
"Will you talk if I fulfil your request, Minister?"
Harry turned and met David's gaze,
"Really? You're that desperate to talk to me?"
David nodded hesitantly and Harry smiled,
"I wish Sirius was just as eager to talk to me…It's like he isn't my Godfather anymore….I need him the most now and he's not…he's not here for me. Anyways, fulfil my request."
Harry bent over the railing and stared down at the grounds,
"Harry…"
Harry's smile widened. His name sounded good coming from David's lips. It had a sense of familiarity…a sense of closeness…
"How difficult was that, David?"
David hesitated before replying,
"Very difficult."
Harry laughed and turned to face David,
"Well, you'll get used to it."
His gaze was drawn back down to the grounds where the students were gathered,
"Do you think it'll be easier for everyone if I jump from this tower right now?"
Harry felt fingers wrap around his forearm and yank him away from the railing. But it wasn't the move that shocked him, it was what the touch did to him. Every nerve in his body was singing with satisfaction as David held him. A sense of completeness overwhelmed him. He looked into David's hazel eyes and David instantly released him,
"I'm sorry."
Harry took a step away from him but didn't know what to say. David spoke,
"I shouldn't have…it wasn't my place to…"
Harry raised a hand,
"If there had been Remus or the Twins or even Bella in your place, they would have done the same."
David had his gaze lowered and said nothing,
"I wasn't really going to jump though. It was just a thought. I gave up on suicide the first time I attempted it."
Harry turned his back to David and unconsciously rubbed the wrist where he had slashed it,
"I smashed the mirror and slashed my wrist with it. I wanted to get away from Voldemort and death seemed like the only escape."
He exhaled and allowed a few fresh tears to stream down his cheeks,
"I realize now how useless that was. There's no escape for me…he freed me but I still trapped. Does that make sense, David?"
He turned to face David and saw David's pained expression,
"I guess you wish I wasn't talking to you now."
He focused back on the sky and watched the firework display with David in an uneasy silence.
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