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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 woke up with a sharp inhale and his eyes flew open. Someone was holding him down and whispering soft words to him,

"You're alright, Harry…It's alright…"

Harry drew in several deep breaths to calm his racing heart and his trembling frame. His body wasn't aching as badly as before but a dull pain still lingered in all his muscles and bones. His vision was blurred and he raised his hand to his face and realized that his glasses were gone,

"My glasses…"

His glasses were pushed over his nose and everything came into clearer focus. Bella looked deathly pale and her usually bright luscious lips seemed colourless and dull. Her dark eyes were swollen and her normally sleek curls were in disarray. The room was dark. Harry looked at the French doors that led to the balcony and realized that they had been boarded up. His gaze moved to the pocket watch laying on the side table and reached for it but it was too far. Bella instantly grabbed it and handed it to him. As he was flipping it open with shaking fingers, he noticed how injured his hand was. Ignoring it he looked at the time. It showed eleven. He wasn't sure whether it was night or day but the way the door was boarded up and the weakness on Bella's face, he was certain, it was day. He pulled himself into a sitting position despite Bella's protests and his body's weakness. He leaned back against the bed and pulled Bella into a hug,

"I'm sorry…I'm sorry for worrying you over and over again…"

Bella had her arms wrapped around him and was rubbing his back,

"No, Harry…You don't have to apologize."

Harry buried his face in her shoulder,

"It's day and you're awake. This isn't good for you, Bella. You should go and rest."

Bella kissed his temple and cradled his head,

"I am not going to leave you alone…not after what happened…"

Harry looked around the dark room and then pushed the covers away to assess the damage. He was dressed in a black robe and Bella pulled it away from his knees, showing the scrapes and cuts. There must have been blood but Bella must have cleaned it away. The soles of his feet were aching too so that meant they were injured as well. He pulled open the robe and looked down at his chest. He wasn't surprised to find the purplish bruises that wound around his chest in that chainlike pattern. He closed his eyes and pulled the robe close. Bella took his hand and began kissing his palm, her lips gently rubbing against the cuts and scrapes there…taking away the pain and filling Harry up with blissful peace. Harry whimpered and Bella continued to kiss her way over his palm. Harry melted against the headboard. Pure bliss ran through every nerve of his body and every particle of his being sang with it. There was no sign of pain or any discomfort…no thoughts, no fear, no uncertainties as Bella shifted to his other hand, then his knees and eventually to his feet. Harry wanted to protest but the bliss weighed heavy on his heart and soul and he found himself unable to open his mouth.

It lifted though and Harry opened his eyes to realize that Bella looked more drawn out than before. A weak smile graced her lips and Harry's heart cried tears of blood. He leaned back and exposed his throat,

"Bella, you need to drink."

Bella squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head,

"No…not from you…"

Her skin was so pale it was almost translucent. Harry was afraid she would vanish into thin air if this kept up for another few minutes. He took her hand and pulled her down over his throat,

"Take as much as you want, Bella. I'm not short on blood."

Bella held his shoulders and resisted,

"No…Please…No…I'll hurt you if I drink from you in this state."

Harry moved his fingers through her curls,

"Please, Bella. You've done so much for me…Let me do this for you."

He nudged her head and felt her lips against his neck. Harry drew in a silent breath and spoke,

"I'm ready, Bella."

Bella sobbed against his skin and for a moment, Harry thought she wouldn't do it but then he felt her fangs graze against his skin, right over his jugular. He relaxed against the headboard and nudged Bella's head again in encouragement. The fangs broke his skin and Harry bit his lips to stop any sounds from escaping. Excruciating pain burned through his being and he fisted the sheets while he ensured that his other hand continued to stroke Bella's hair softly. He squeezed his eyes shut and endured the pain as noiselessly as he possibly could. He felt a dribble of warm blood run down his neck. Bella's grip tightened on his shoulders and continued to drink from him. Harry was beginning to feel a little light headed but he made sure that he didn't pass out or let his weakness show. He needed to make Bella feel better. He was on the brink of darkness when Bella finally pulled away from him and healed his neck. The wave of bliss washed away the pain instantly and Harry's head slumped against Bella's shoulder. When Harry had recovered a bit, he raised his head and looked at Bella. She looked infinitely better. Her skin had gotten back its healthy glow and her lips were once again crimson and lovely. Bella smiled and Harry was relieved to see that it was bright and beautiful,

"Thank…"

Harry didn't let her finish and rested a finger on her lips,

"Don't…I should be the one thanking you."

Bella kissed his forehead and Harry spoke,

"You need to rest now."

Bella grew concerned once again,

"I'm not leaving you."

Harry frowned and spoke,

"You can't rest without your coffin?"

Bella nodded and Harry spoke,

"Well can't you conjure it here?"

Bella smiled softly,

"I can."

Harry felt his curiosity overwhelm him,

"Conjure it then. I want to see it."

Bella closed her eyes and snapped her fingers. Harry saw a huge black coffin appear right next to the bed. He didn't know where the energy came from but he jumped to his feet before Bella could stop him and surveyed the coffin. It was made of dark black oak and polished to perfection. The inside was cushioned and contained a dark purple quilted silky lining. It looked quite comfortable, inviting. Harry stepped into it and laid down. It was quite roomy and Harry felt an odd kind of safety in it. He closed his eyes and rested his hands over his chest in the perfect imitation of a corpse,

"How do I look, Bella?"

Bella didn't reply so he opened his eyes and found a look of utter horror on her face,

"Get out of there, Sugar. I never want to see you in a coffin…Never…"

Harry closed his eyes again and laughed,

"I love it in here besides it's not like I'm dead."

Harry felt Bella lean over him and tug at his arm while her curls tickled his face. He laughed again and refused to move. Bellatrix left his arm and he laid down on his side. Burying his face in the plush quilted lining, he rested his hands underneath his head. All the energy he had felt a moment ago was gone and he felt drained out,

"I'm just going to…"

He couldn't finish his sentence as he closed his mouth to stifle a yawn,

"I'm just going to sleep here for a while. There's plenty of space here. We'll fit if you spoon close to me."

He drifted off for a minute and then murmured slowly,

"Need your warmth, Bella."

He had almost fallen asleep when he felt Bella's slender form behind him and her arms wrap around him. He couldn't help but smile and spoke,

"Thank you for everything"

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