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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 let out a hoarse scream as his eyes flew open and he returned to reality. A thousand thoughts were racing through his head. Each one running at a million miles an hour and too fast for him to grasp. He was dimly aware of the fact that he was lying on the cold stone floor. His heart was threatening to beat out of his chest and his breathing was laboured. He shivered involuntarily and realized that he was soaked to the skin again. His head was spinning and Harry closed his eyes, willing his brain to just shut down for a moment so that he could get up. He tried to raise himself into a sitting position but pain shot through his entire body forcing another cry to escape his lips. He settled back on the floor and tried to calm himself down. But the only thought running through his mind was Tom was Voldemort…Lord Voldemort was Tom.
He wanted to scream at the unfairness of it. Tom had been turned into a monster by his circumstances. He hadn't deserved what had happened to him…hadn't deserved the abuse…hadn't deserved the violence…and he certainly hadn't deserved the darkness that had latched onto him when he had saved himself. Tears filled his eyes and Harry felt them slide down his temples. Tom was Lord Voldemort. The man who had murdered his parents was the same delicate boy he had seen in that awful orphanage. Tom had murdered his parents. Harry wanted to hate him now…he wanted to despise him…but his heart wouldn't let him. He pitied Tom. He wanted to hold him and tell him that he wasn't a monster…that it wasn't his fault that he had been turned into one. A part of him wanted to criticize Tom on his choices. There was always a choice. Just like Tom could have chosen not to kill the woman and her maid but Harry couldn't…He couldn't criticize Tom because Tom hadn't really been taught the difference between right and wrong. He had only been abused and those people had robbed him of his innocence, his feelings, his sense of judgement.
A broken sob escaped Harry's lips as he curled into himself. He didn't know what to feel. He didn't know what to think. He was aching, inside and out. Someone shouted his name and Harry couldn't bring himself to care who it was. He kept his eyes squeezed shut and just wanted to disappear through the floor. Harry felt hands on his shoulders and then he was being pulled in an embrace, Warmth instantly flooded his senses and shattered him completely. He buried his face in Bella's wonderfully scented hair and screamed out. Bella only held him tighter but said nothing. Harry felt her hands on his back, her fingers rubbing patterns on his damp skin to soothe him but it wasn't working. Harry screamed again because his world was coming apart. This was worse than when he had found out that Voldemort had murdered his parents. He didn't know why it was worse…didn't know why it affected him so much but it did. The image of Tom's innocent brown eyes was plastered to the forefront of his brown and watching them turn into cruel crimson slits was absolute torture. Watching Tom's delicate features turn into the gaunt snakelike visage of Lord Voldemort was killing him inside. That golden aura being consumed by darkness slowly suffocated him.
Then a memory flashed in front of his eyes. It was the time when he had woken up in bed, after Voldemort had chased him through the forest, with a sprained ankle and Voldemort had been surprisingly gentle with him. He had caught a brief glimpse of those brown eyes, that golden aura that was begging to be freed. The memory changed and he was standing in the library. Voldemort was smiling, his golden aura shining around him. Bella's weak voice made his thoughts come to a standstill,
"Harry…what…what happened?"
Harry couldn't bring himself to talk. He held on tight to Bella's shoulders and kept his eyes closed. He felt Bella's hand on the back of his head,
"I am going to put you to sleep, Harry."
Harry felt like that was the only thing that could save him from the onslaught of emotions. He nodded his head imperceptibly to show his willingness and felt something like steady warmth seeping into his head from Bella's fingers and filling it up. The thoughts began to die one by one, the spinning began to subside as Harry felt his mind being wrapped up in cotton or it felt more like a warm blanket and before he knew it everything blacked out.
Voldemort stood in the corner of the room and watched Bella tend to Harry's unconscious form on the bed. She vanished his soaked clothes and a choked gasp escaped her lips. He stepped closer and his hands balled into fists as he saw the purplish bruises crisscrossing Harry's chest, his arms, his legs. There was barely an inch of Harry that wasn't covered in them. His gaze took in Harry's bloodied, scraped knees, his injured hands, his wounded feet. It wasn't difficult to surmise that Harry had been to the cavern again. He was shocked that Harry had managed to get in there despite, all the extra enchantments he had placed on the place after Harry's last visit. Bellatrix was cleaning Harry's wounds and drying him off with a towel while tears streamed down her cheeks. He had asked her to leave but she had been adamant about staying and tending to him,
"Do not heal his wounds until he awakens."
Bella looked up, her forehead creased with concern,
"Why not, My Lord?"
Voldemort conjured a robe and handed it to Bella,
"He will want to see them."
Bella pursed her lips and nodded before carefully pulling the robe over Harry's body and dragging the covers over him. He stepped back and observed how Bella bent down over him and kissed his forehead as more tears streamed down her eyes. He failed to comprehend why Bella cared about him so much but at some level he understood her concern. He did not enjoy seeing Harry in this state but this was state was becoming more and more usual for Harry.
He wondered what Harry had seen this time. He couldn't help but feel a little guilty. Harry had been afraid that this would happen. He had been afraid of returning to the cavern. He should have restrained him to the bed. No, that wasn't a permanent solution. He needed to find out what was going on. Was Harry really being claimed by the curse? It wasn't possible. Harry was meant to break the curse. He wasn't supposed to be affected by it. No, this was something else. He needed to know what force kept dragging Harry to the cavern. He could see that this time Harry really had been dragged in the middle of the day. His hands and knees were proof of that. He sighed and spoke,
"Take care of him when he awakens."
He knew that Bella would so without waiting for a reply he departed from the room.
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