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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 had lost track of time, in fact he had lost track of himself. He had memorized every tiny crack, every imperfection in the wall he had been staring at. Something inside Harry's head kept yelling at him to get up or go to sleep but both options terrified him right now. He was afraid of getting up because he knew that as soon as he left this room, his feet would lead him to the cavern again. And he was afraid of falling asleep because he didn't want to face what had happened to him in the shower again. He felt contaminated and disgusting as he reflected on what he had wanted in that moment. He had wanted the darkness, yearned for it. A shocked voice forced Harry's thoughts to come to a full stop,
"Harry!"
Harry blinked and dragged his gaze away from the wall and to the doorway. Bella stood there, looking shell shocked and terrified. But Bella had never been to his room before. Maybe he was hallucinating. Harry's throat and mouth felt incredibly dry as he attempted to speak,
"B…Bella?"
Bella stepped inside the room and Harry watched her as she took in the sight of the blood-soaked covers on the floor. Her gaze lifted and she scanned Harry from head to toe, only coming to halt at his feet. She sat down on the edge of the bed and Harry saw tears in her eyes,
"What happened to you?"
Harry couldn't speak and his gaze wandered away from Bella to the jug of water on the side table. She followed his gaze and poured water for him in a glass immediately. Harry attempted to sit up on his own but every part of his body ached like hell and Bella seemed to understand that because she helped him and held the glass to his lips. The water tasted like heaven on his dry tongue and he drank it down in one gulp. Bella refilled the glass and held it at a distance away from his lips,
"Slower. You need to drink slowly, Sugar."
Harry nodded that he understood and she brought the glass to his lips. He exercised all his restraint and drank down the water as slowly as possible. Bella pulled away the glass and then asked him,
"What happened, Harry?"
Harry stared down at himself for a while. He couldn't understand what had really happened to him. The sleepwalking idea was just a theory. It could be incorrect for all he knew but it felt right in his head. All the pieces fit but he wasn't sure if his head was screwed on right at the moment,
"I don't know."
Bella frowned and cupped his cheeks, lifted his head and made him meet her gaze,
"What do you think happened to you, Sugar?"
Harry looked away from her and his hands gripped the covers tightly,
"Are you really here?"
Bella forced him to meet his gaze again and took his hands in hers,
"I'm really here. Talk to me, Sugar."
Harry pulled his hands away from her and gripped his hair. Bella instantly pulled his hands away and held onto them tight,
"What happened to your feet? Are there anymore injuries, Harry. Tell me."
Harry's gaze unconsciously wandered to his forearms and Bella instantly picked up on the gesture. She released his hands and began rolling up his sleeve. A gasp escaped her lips and she spoke softly,
"Did the Dark Lord do this to you?"
Harry shook his head but it did spark something in his mind. Had Voldemort done this to him? Was this a form of punishment? No, if it were, he would have been here instead of Bella and goaded him. Bella was already rolling his other sleeve up and observing the bruises there.
"Are there anymore injuries?"
Harry wanted to shake his head and say no but Bella spoke again,
"I'm willing to undress you to find out."
Harry pointed to his calves and she rolled up the trousers to reveal the bruises there,
"You're not fine, sugar. This isn't good."
Bella pulled him into an embrace and Harry buried his face in her shoulder,
"I've lost my mind, Bella."
Bella rubbed soothing circles on his back and whispered in his ear,
"No, you haven't lost your mind but you will IF you stay here."
Harry pulled away from her and tried to understand what Bella was saying to him. She pressed a kiss to his temple,
"You need to get away from here and I can help you."
Harry eyes widened with fear and he shook his head,
"I can't leave."
Bella held his shoulders,
"You need to get away here. The Dark Lord will kill you if you stay here. Even if he doesn't kill you, you'll die from insanity."
Harry pulled away from her,
"You don't understand, Bella."
He showed her his arms,
"I'm chained to this castle. I can't leave."
Harry saw the grief in Bella's eyes and let his head rest on her shoulder,
"Bella, don't feel bad for me. I knew I was going to die here sooner or later."
Harry felt her fingers tracing the bruises. Slowly she pulled his arm up and pressed her lips to the bruise. Harry felt none of the bliss, he usually felt,
"It's not working."
He knew it wasn't going to work. Those bruises weren't going to go anywhere. When Bella pulled her lips away from his arm and Harry saw the pain and fear in her eyes,
"Harry…you're…"
She couldn't finish the sentence and Harry saw her tears stream down her eyes. He couldn't understand it. Why was Bella so worried about him? She held him close and rubbed his back. Her voice was a hoarse whisper when she spoke,
"Do you know what this means?"
Harry shook his head, unable to understand what was going on, unable to understand what was happening. Bella had said he hadn't lost his mind but he felt like he had because nothing was making sense to him right now. His head was exploding with pain, along with every part of his body. What was Bella so afraid of?
"What does it mean?"
Bella spoke the words and Harry's world was crushed under the weight of them,
"The curse is claiming you too."
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