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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 resumed scrubbing the floor when Nagini hissed in an irritated tone,
"Why are you working like those filthy, disgusting creatures?"
Harry looked up at her and met her yellow gaze,
"What disgusting creatures?"
She threw her flat head back and laughed…Harry had never heard a creepier sound but he guessed that's how snakes laughed…He mentally shook himself. He must really be going insane. Before today, he'd never really considered that snakes could talk, or they had feelings or they laughed…well Nagini didn't seem like an ordinary snake. She was beautiful…well as beautiful as snakes could be. Her scales changed colour in the light and Harry found it absolutely mesmerizing. Harry crossed hi legs again and sat up straight. Nagini slithered closer to him and cocked her head,
"You don't know?"
Harry shook his head and Nagini grimaced,
"Those house elfs. They do all the work in this castle, the cleaning, the cooking and all those menial tasks."
Harry looked around the dusty corridor,
"They do a very poor job."
Nagini laughed again and the hair on Harry's arm stood on their ends,
"It's the curse on this place that keeps it this way. No matter how much cleaning they do, the dust won't leave. It's supposed to remain a ruin till the curse is broken."
Nagini had sounded wistful and Harry asked,
"Well how is the curse supposed to be broken?"
Nagini rested her flat head in his lap and stared up at him with her yellow eyes,
"Only the Dark Lord knows about it."
Harry thought for a moment before running his fingers over the smooth skin of Nagini's head. Her eyelids fluttered shut and she hummed in delight,
"That feels good."
Harry was thinking hard about what Nagini had just said. Voldemort knew how to break the curse? Well if he knew then why hadn't he broken it then? Harry continued stroking Nagini's head and frowned. He was starting to think about what that snake around Voldemort's neck had told him. According to it, the only way to break the curse was by embracing the darkness and losing his soul. Well, he had seen what that darkness had done to Tom…he couldn't resign himself to the same fate. He didn't get the last part though. How was losing his soul supposed to make him whole. That didn't make sense at all. If he lost his soul, there'd be nothing left of him. Harry shook his head. What the hell was he thinking? Was breaking this curse really worth his soul?
No…It wasn't…Voldemort had murdered his parents, he had murdered countless others. He was a monster and he deserved this…deserved this isolation…deserved these ruins…deserved that darkness that swarmed around him…But what about Bella? She was the victim of the same curse and she had been nothing but nice to him. How could he condemn her to this life? How could he be that cruel? Bella was an exception…He'd seen some of the dark creatures that inhabited this place, the inferi, the dementors, the werewolves…they were all monsters…even the vampires excluding Bella were blood thirsty fiends that would destroy the world if they were freed from the curse.
The sound of snoring halted his train of thought. He looked down and realized that Nagini had fallen asleep. He stopped stroking her head and wondered how he was supposed to get up now. He had a feeling Nagini wouldn't react well if he disturbed her sleep so he just sat there in the middle of the corridor and watched her sleep. The sun was peeking through the slits in the corridor walls and the light practically bounced off Nagini's smooth black scales, causing them to shimmer beautifully. Harry was tempted to run his fingers over them but restrained the urge because she looked too peaceful,
"She does not sleep often."
Harry felt Voldemort's presence behind him but remained still,
"I didn't know you owned a pet."
Voldemort chuckled softly and Harry repressed a shudder when he felt his fingers rest on the nape of his neck,
"She is more than a mere pet."
Nagini's head stirred in his lap and Harry turned his attention to her. For a moment, he thought she was going to wake up but she merely nuzzled her head in his stomach and went back to sleep,
"She seems to have grown quite attached to you."
Harry snorted,
"Attached? You should have seen her a few minutes ago when I said your name in front of her."
A moan nearly escaped Harry's lips and his head fell, giving him better access to his neck, as Voldemort began to stroke the nape of his neck softly,
"How long has she known you?"
Harry couldn't keep his eyes open, the way Voldemort was stroking his neck, it was doing something to him and he couldn't snap out of it. Damn, he was acting like Nagini had acted when he had stroked her head and he had a feeling Voldemort knew that and he was doing it on purpose. If only he could move but he didn't want to wake Nagini. He didn't know why her comfort mattered so much to him but it did and he wasn't going to bother her just because Voldemort was playing some weird game with him.
"A few minutes."
Voldemort chortled very close to his ear. He felt Voldemort's fingers disappear and his warm breath replaced them. Without warning, something soft brushed his nape and a stifled moan finally escaped his lips. He fisted his hands on his sides and tried to breathe. Something was happening to him…This type of reaction to Voldemort's touch wasn't normal…but it hadn't been just touch…he was certain Voldemort had kissed the nape of his neck. He tried imagining it…tried imagining Voldemort's lipless mouth pressed against his skin but came up blank…oh but the sensations running amok through his body…they told him exactly how good that lipless mouth pressed against his skin felt.
Snap out of it…Snap out it right now. If only he could move. This man had killed his parents and his touch wasn't supposed to feel good, it was supposed to repulse him. He was a monster…Voldemort was a monster. He had been just thinking that before Voldemort had arrived. Why wasn't he thinking it now? Why was it so difficult? Voldemort withdrew with a chuckle and Harry felt him thread his fingers through his hair. Harry drew in a deep breath and sighed out,
"You're treating me like a pet."
Voldemort patted him on the head,
"You are more than a mere pet to me as well."
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