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Harry tugged at the chain that was keeping his left hand restrained to the bed. It felt like hours since Voldemort's sudden departure. He couldn't understand why he hadn't killed him. What had happened to change his mind? Maybe something else had come up. Harry shook his head and looked around the room. He had been able to open his eyes as soon as Lord Voldemort had departed. His head was aching like hell inside and out. His fingers unconsciously moved over his throat which was probably bruised. The knowledge that his parents had been murdered made his heart ache and his eyes tear up. He could have had a normal life. He could have had everything that he had been denied by his relatives. His heart burned with hatred and contempt towards Lord Voldemort. His hands balled into fists and he cried out in frustration. That monster had destroyed his life. He had destroyed everything. For so many years Harry had been blaming fate for all his misfortunes when in reality it was Lord Voldemort that was the root cause of all his misery.

Harry looked up at the grey ceiling and cried. He had taught himself not to but he couldn't hold back his tears anymore. He cried his heart out and allowed fifteen years' worth of tears to flow unrestrained. Anger, confusion, hate, disdain and painful grief were burning through his very being and Harry found it impossible to breathe. The emotions were too heavy, too new. He had never felt them before but now that he was feeling them, he wanted nothing more than to stop feeling. This was too much, too fast.

Harry had no idea for how long he cried or when he passed out. But when he woke up, he felt the familiar scrutinizing gaze of Lord Voldemort on him. He immediately sat up straight and realized that the chain around his wrist had been removed. His head spun and he leaned back against the headboard,

"I suppose you're here to finish the job."

Silence,

"Well get on with it. I don't even want my dying wish anymore. Just end this."

Voldemort finally spoke,

"Nothing would give me more pleasure than to see the life leave your eyes. But there has been an unexpected turn of events."

Harry closed his eyes and let out a vehement breath,

"So, you won't kill me."

Voldemort spoke out with venom in his tone,

"Yes, I shall not be killing you. Keeping you alive has become, somewhat, a necessity."

Harry exhaled and then spoke,

"Fine, then let me go."

Voldemort laughed maliciously and it made Harry's hair stand on edge,

"No, Harry. You shall be staying here for the rest of your natural life."

Harry wanted to cry out. He wasn't going to live like a slave again. It had been different earlier when he hadn't known who Lord Voldemort and what he had done and similarly Voldemort hadn't known who he was and hated him. The hate between them now was mutual and palpable and Harry didn't want to live with it. He knew he couldn't live with it. He'd lived with enough scorn for the past fifteen years.

"Why do you hate me?"

It was a simple question and the answer was simple enough,

"Because you continue to be my downfall."

Harry laughed. Downfall…...Yeah right….Voldemort had been his own downfall because the man had been foolish enough to believe that a child could ever destroy him. In the process, he had ruined his life as well,

"Your stupidity was your downfall."

Harry felt Voldemort's black, suffocating rage grip but it was gone as soon as it had appeared,

"It's the truth. None of us would be here if you hadn't been foolish. I could have had my parents. I could have had a normal life."

Voldemort regarded Harry, whose already swollen eyes were glistening with tears again but the contempt in them was unmistakable. He gnashed his teeth together and was overcome with the desire to murder him again but he inhaled deeply. He would have to exercise restraint because it had become evident that Harry would be the one to break this curse. He had no idea how the boy would do it but his research from the past few hours had proved the fact that only the boy could break this curse,

"Consider this castle your new home. Do not think about leaving it or you shall be responsible for the consequences."

Harry was about to speak when he felt Voldemort's presence vanish. He rose to his feet and looked at his reflection in the mirror. His neck was purple at spots where Voldemort's fingers had held him. His hair were a right mess and his eyes…...his eyes were red and swollen. The white shirt he had been wearing was ripped at his chest and he could see the blood drops staining it and his skin. Harry hated the image he was presenting. He pulled off the shirt and then went to the bathroom to wash his face and the blood from his chest. After he was done, he pulled out a black shirt from the wardrobe and wore it. He looked down at his pants and decided to change them too. Once he was dressed, he nodded to himself in the mirror. To hell with the consequences, he was going to get out of here this instant.

Harry picked up the map from the side table and began navigating his way through the castle. He had no idea how long he had been walking but when he finally reached the main entrance, the one he recognized from the time he had first appeared here, he was disappointed to see that the huge oak doors were still closed. There had to be another way out. Harry opened the map again and noticed a small passageway through the west wing gardens, leading into the forest.

Harry made up his mind and began walking towards the west wing. The more he proceeded, the more he began to realize that this was the place he had met the Death Eaters. The corridors began to grow darker and darker and Harry could feel his heart hammering in his chest. Maybe he ought to turn back and find another way but he shook away the thought. No, he wasn't a coward. Harry felt several presences at once and several eyes on him. He wasn't going to stop. He willed himself not to stop but a hand on his shoulder made him halt and someone cooed in his ear,

"Where are you off to, sugar?"

It was Bellatrix's voice. Harry turned around to face her and replied,

"The gardens."

Bellatrix's voracious red lips looked like they had been painted with blood. She was beautiful in a dark, sinister kind of way. She grinned and Harry saw her features distort. Her fangs made an appearance and that's when Harry seemed to remember that he wasn't dealing with a normal person. Well, if he didn't manage to leave through the passageway in the garden then maybe he could leave by dying at Bellatrix's hands. Bellatrix cupped his face and her long talons nearly dug into his cheeks,

"There is a perfectly good garden in the east wing of the castle, where you're residing."

Harry met her gaze and grinned,

"Yeah but it doesn't have a passageway out of this castle."

Bellatrix cackled and Harry felt her sharp nails pierce his skin,

"You're too brave for your own good, Harry. I believe I should return you to the Dark Lord."

Harry didn't want that. No, it was the exact opposite of what he wanted,

"Or maybe you could feast upon me. I think you enjoyed my blood when you drank from me."

Bellatrix bared her fangs and leaned closer to him. Harry felt them graze against his neck and heard her inhale his scent,

"You're right about that, sugar. I haven't had blood like yours in all my fifteen years of existence."

Harry eyelids fluttered shut as Bellatrix continued to scrape her teeth back and forth against his neck. He felt dazed. There was something hypnotic about what Bellatrix was doing to him. He felt his knees soften but before he could land on his knees, he felt the wall behind his back and Bellatrix's arm wrapped around his waist.

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