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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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It didn't take a second for him to appear into Harry's room and find Harry's spasming form on the bathroom floor. One look at him was enough for him to gauge what was killing him. The symptoms were as clear as day. The locket was glowing around Harry's neck and that was all the evidence he needed as proof of his theory. Nagini was wound tightly around his shoulders. He conjured a small phial and crouched down beside Harry. It was no small feat to hold him but he managed to elevate his head and forced the contents of the phials down his throat.

Harry's body jerked violently as the antidote did its work and Voldemort held him still through it all. For a few minutes, the only sound in the bathroom was Harry's irregular, shallow breathing. The pain was beginning to recede and Nagini was beginning to relax around his shoulders as well. When Harry had gone completely still and his breathing had gone from ragged to deep and slow he spoke to Nagini in a low, deadly whisper,

"What did you do?"

His gaze took in the sight of the scratches on Harry's hand and he lifted it to take a closer look at them,

"It was an accident, Master."

Voldemort pulled her off from his shoulders and dropped her to the floor.

"You are lying."

Nagini was about to speak when Voldemort raised his hand,

"Do not speak to me… You shall be punished for your transgression."

He picked Harry up in his arms and carried him back into the room. He looked ghastly pale and ashen. After depositing him on the bed, he healed the scratches on his hand and pulled the covers over him. He was perturbed by what had just taken place and he needed to confirm it. He rested his hand on Harry's chest and closed his eyes as he recited the incantation. When he opened his eyes, Harry's entire being was glowing a soft blue and he pulled away his hand with a loud curse. The glow vanished and he rose to his feet and began pacing the room furiously.

He should have known…He should have known that Harry was a horcrux. He should have known it that first night when he had heard him speak in parseltongue. He should have known it when the locket had refused to leave his neck. He should have known. How could he have been so blind? He was positively furious but he couldn't understand who he was furious at more…himself, Harry or Nagini. Well Nagini was going to be punished suitably for her crime and Harry…Well he would deal with him when he had fully recovered. He was a bloody magnet for trouble. Harry was attracted to perilous situations like a moth to the flame. It had irked him before but now…now that he knew how precious Harry really was, it downright terrified him. He was tempted to chain him here but he had a nagging feeling that that wouldn't help either. Today was proof of the fact that perilous situations were just as attracted to Harry as Harry was to them.

He made his way to the bed and took stock of the pale form. He looked absolutely deathlike and that didn't sit to well with him. As much as he hated Harry and wanted to murder him, he couldn't. Harry was the one that was supposed to break this curse, now it turned out that he was a horcrux as well. Harry's very being was interwoven with his fate. He caressed his cheek and moved his other hand through his raven black strands. There was something extremely alluring about him and it had nothing to do with the fact that he was horcrux. He had grown too accustomed to his presence in the castle, grown too fond of his lethal curiosity. The joy Harry found in all the little things was infectious. He found his insubordination and defiance refreshing. He was beautiful. Harry was truly something out of this world…

He mentally shook himself…What was he thinking? His thoughts had started off fine with murder and hate but then what had happened? He pulled his hands away from him and stepped away, He was certain Harry wasn't going to be waking up anytime soon. He signalled Nagini to follow him. Nagini had her head bowed and trailed him out of the room silently. The walk to his chambers helped him get rid of any wayward thoughts that had been left in his head regarding Harry. Once inside his chambers,

"What made you do it?"

Nagini didn't look up,

"It was an accident, Master."

Rage swelled up in his chest and he roared,

"DO NOT INSULT MY INTELLIGENCE…I KNOW YOU BETTER THAN YOU KNOW YOURSELF!"

Nagini flinched,

"I was afraid, Master. I was afraid he would steal you from me. You have grown too fond of him…"

Voldemort started pacing again. Typical jealousy. He had almost lost Harry because of such a petty sentiment,

"No food for three days."

He constructed a sphere around her which floated unsupported in mid-air and she began swirling and coiling in it as if she was underwater. He pressed his palm to it and met Nagini's tormented yellow gaze,

"There was no need for you to feel threatened, Nagini. You are my oldest companion and you shall remain to be until the end the time. You shall accept this punishment because you have most certainly earned it"

Nagini let her head fall…A clear sign of acceptance and Voldemort stepped away from her. The punishment wouldn't be hard on her at all because her type could last more than a month without food. He had coddled her too much. His thoughts kept returning back to Harry but he shook them away. He was going to be fine now. Harry was alive and that was all that mattered at the moment. He was still bothered by the fact that he was a horcrux and some part of his brain failed to accept it. But he was…The signs had been there since day one. He had just been too stupid to see them. But now that he knew, would he tell him? Should he tell him? Harry was a glorious disaster. He thought about the way Harry had tried to drown himself in the lake or invited Bella to suck him dry or flirted with Greyback. How was he ever going to stop that reckless behaviour? What was he going to do with him? He cursed his fate for throwing Harry in his lap. The brat was better off with his relatives. At least they knew how to keep a leash on him.

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