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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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"I messed up, Bella."
Bella turned and looked at him curiously,
"What did you do?"
Harry leaned back on the bench and stared up at the starry sky,
"He was kind to me today and I messed it all up."
Bella held his chin and turned his head so that he was facing her,
"He…you mean The Dark Lord?"
Harry nodded silently and turned away from her. He was feeling a bit lightheaded,
"You should apologize then. Maybe then he won't punish you."
Harry shook his head,
"He won't punish me unless his silent treatment counts as a punishment."
Bella laughed softly and pinched her thumb and index finger together,
"Sorry, sugar, but all this seems a little far-fetched."
Harry turned to her and huffed indignantly,
"Now you sound like him. He doesn't believe anything I say either."
Bella patted him on the cheek,
"The Dark Lord is anything but kind, sugar and no crime or transgression ever goes unpunished by him in this castle."
Harry sighed and turned away from her again,
"Yes, and that is exactly why I believe I messed up."
Bella pressed a kiss to his temple,
"Apologize."
Harry shook his head,
"He won't believe me this time."
He leaned back against the bench and closed his eyes,
"So, you apologized to him before?"
Harry nodded silently,
"When?"
Harry replied without opening his eyes,
"This morning."
He knew nothing of this conversation was making sense to Bella because she didn't know anything but somehow talking to her made him feel a bit better,
"Have you seen this castle in all its glory? It must have been magnificent."
Bella didn't reply so Harry opened his eyes and saw the confusion her eyes. She really didn't remember anything before the curse then. His chest immediately felt heavy with guilt,
"I'm so sorry, Bella."
Bella made a confused sound,
"Sorry? But why are you apologizing?"
Harry smiled at her,
"For just blabbering on about meaningless stuff. You must think I'm crazy."
Bella pulled him close and kissed his forehead,
"Your blabbering is music to my ears."
Harry blushed and ducked his head. Bella took his chin in his hand and made him look up,
"I mean it, Sugar. It feels nice to listen to your voice. This castle is usually so silent and the only proper sounds I used to hear before you came along is the screams of our victims."
Harry tilted his head,
"Victims? So, are there any other humans here? Do you really suck them dry in one go?"
Bella laughed,
"No, not in one go. But there are other humans here. They're just not as talkative as you and they certainly don't have the freedom to wander around as freely as you do."
That shocked Harry and blurted out,
"Really? Where are they then?"
Bella caressed his cheek softly,
"We keep them locked up in the blood cellar."
That seemed like a very very dark place but Harry still felt curious enough to see it,
"Can you show me?"
Bella smiled mischievously,
"Really? You want to visit the blood cellar?"
Harry nodded eagerly,
"What do I get in return, Sugar?"
Harry tilted his head, exposing his neck and watched as Bella licked her voracious red lips hungrily,
"You make a good bargain. Tomorrow night then."
Harry smiled wickedly,
"I really can't wait for it."
Harry turned his attention back to the stars,
"So, what's the deal with Greyback?"
Bella raised an eyebrow and tapped her lips with one of her painted nails,
"You met him?"
Harry shrugged,
"I ran into him in the forest when I was escaping."
Bella pulled her nail away and spoke,
"He's a werewolf and leads a pack."
Harry rested his head on Bella's shoulder,
"What do werewolves do?"
Bella laughed,
"The Werewolves eat their victims alive when they're done feeding their nasty sexual appetites."
Harry couldn't help chuckle. He knew he shouldn't because he himself had nearly become one of their victims but he couldn't help it,
"So, what does he do?"
Bella spoke cautiously,
"The Dark Lord…he keeps us all in check and deals with any trespassers that manage to enter the castle."
Harry closed his eyes,
"Deals with them how?"
Harry felt Bella shake her head,
"No one knows. Sometimes I think he feeds their souls to the Dementors. Other times he takes them to the back of the castle."
The back of the castle. Wasn't that where that cavern had been? He remembered the dead bodies floating in the black water and he remembered the corpse that had attacked him. He shuddered,
"Are you cold?"
Harry shook his head and buried his face deeper in her shoulder,
"No, I'm good."
Bella patted his head gently. This was the most comfortable he'd been ever since he had set foot in this castle. Bella's presence was calming and incredibly soothing. It felt amazingly wonderful. Harry didn't even feel himself falling asleep.
Bella heard Harry's breathing grow deep and steady and she instantly knew he had fallen asleep. Even though she liked him, she couldn't understand why The Dark Lord hadn't murdered him like all the other trespassers. Was The Dark Lord playing with him before killing him? It seemed like a reasonable explanation because she had witnessed first-hand how The Dark Lord enjoyed giving his victims the illusion of freedom. She brushed her fingers through his raven black hair and felt her heart wrench in her chest. She really didn't want him to die. He was too precious to be wasted like that. The swishing of robes made her snap out of her thoughts. She was about to rise up and speak when The Dark Lord pressed a finger to his lips, signalling her to be quiet. She stilled and watched as The Dark Lord effortlessly took Harry away from her and into his arms. Harry murmured something in his sleep and she watched as his hands gripped The Dark Lord's robes tightly.
Bella instantly collapsed on her knees in front of him and whispered.
"My Lord."
Voldemort smirked softly and spoke gently,
"It seems Harry has grown quite fond of you. I must warn you though, Bella. Do not get attached to him. He shall die soon."
Bella could only nod her head as The Dark Lord vanished. She couldn't raise herself to her feet when she replayed her conversation with Harry in her mind. Somehow, she knew that she had already grown attached. Her heart wept tears of blood and her nails dug into the soil. Her suspicions had been proven right. The boy was being toyed with and he didn't even know it.
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