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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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When Harry realized who he had bumped into, he took a step back and became extremely self-conscious. He was shirtless and his soaked pants were clinging to his legs like a second skin. Harry was ready to jump back into the water and take his chances with whatever creature that tentacle belonged to rather than face Voldemort. Before he could finalize that plan, Voldemort stepped closer to him and spoke in a low, velvety tone,
"You look good."
That only served to increase Harry's self-consciousness and he felt his cheeks heating up. The water dripped down his hair and streamed down his cheeks. Before he could raise his hand and wipe it away, Voldemort did. Something about his touch sparked a fire underneath his skin and Harry took another step back. He felt Voldemort's gaze raking over him and despite how soaked he was, he felt extremely warm and uncomfortable. Usually he never got tongue tied around Voldemort but today…today he couldn't come up with anything to say. Somehow, he was afraid that if he opened his mouth he would blurt out that he knew the truth about him and he didn't want to reveal that…not yet...
"Harry…"
Harry looked up at his name and met Voldemort's crimson gaze. A smile was present on Voldemort's lipless mouth and his snakelike features seemed softer. There was no snake though. Harry tried to search for a shadow of Tom in that face…a flicker of those handsome features...those soft brown eyes…nothing. Harry saw nothing and it broke his heart. There was something more than wrong with him. There was something broken inside him, inside his very being, inside his soul. He closed his eyes and let his head drop. There wasn't anything he could say. Maybe it was too late. Maybe Voldemort was beyond redemption. An image of Tom trapped inside all that darkness flooded his mind and before he could stop himself, tears started streaming down his cheeks. A sense of failure and desperation gripped his heart in a vice like grip and he couldn't stop the choked sob that escaped his lips. What If he couldn't save Tom? He felt Voldemort step closer to him and took another step back,
"Are you crying?"
Harry wiped away his tears hurriedly and shook his head,
"It's just water."
He spoke without looking up,
"Did you want me for something?"
Voldemort took another step closer and Harry was about to back away again when Voldemort grabbed his wrist and pulled him forward. Harry turned around and realized that he'd almost fallen into the water. He pulled away from Voldemort and shivered violently as the cool evening breeze skimmed over his damp body,
"What makes you think that I shall only come see you if I want something from you?"
Harry wrapped his arms around himself,
"Because I haven't seen you for the past two weeks."
Voldemort chuckled softly,
"I did not expect you to miss me."
Harry looked up and met Voldemort's crimson gaze that contained amusement and a hint of smugness.
"I did not miss you."
He picked up his shirt from the rock and began walking towards the forest. Voldemort was right behind him. He wasn't watching where he was going and bit back a cry as something penetrated his sole. He leaned back against a tree, lifted his foot with the other hand to assess the damage. It was a wood splinter and without much thought, Harry yanked it out. He was relieved to see that there wasn't much blood. Bella was going to be mad at him tonight. He was about to pull on his shirt when Voldemort came into view and walked towards him. Harry's fingers tightened on his shirt,
"What do you want?"
Voldemort took another step toward him, his chest pressing against Harry's, his thigh touching his thigh. Quietly, he spoke,
"You."
Heat covered Harry's body. Why had he thought that Tom was stuck in there? Voldemort was Voldemort…a murderer…a monster who just took whatever he wanted…who had stolen his family from him. Rage was a tangible thing pouring out of him. He put his hands between them and shoved him.
"Leave me alone."
Harry stepped away from the tree and began walking away from him. He hadn't even taken two steps when a vice like grip grabbed his arm and turned him back around. Voldemort's crimson eyes were no longer crimson but dark…darker than the darkest night. The colours faded all around him and the sounds died away. There were no more birds chirping, no rustle of leaves…nothing…
Voldemort didn't let go of his arm. He pressed against him, shoved him hard against the tree at his back. He wrapped his other hand around his free wrist, slammed both of his hands against the trunk near his shoulders.
A snake slithered up from underneath his black robes. Its blue scales glimmered in the light that wasn't really there. Another coiled itself around his arm, smooth purple scales running over his skin, its pale eyes fixed on him.
The black snake slithered around the side of his neck, coming from the shadows behind his shoulders. It wrapped around his throat, watching him each time it looped around.
Voldemort leaned in. There wasn't an inch of space between their bodies. Something not only stirred in him, but it took over his thinking. The rest of his world became an unimportant blur that was banished into the far recesses of his mind. The only thing that mattered was the solidness of Voldemort's body, the heat that was seeping into his damp, cold skin and warming him up. He wanted this…wanted Voldemort's touch…wanted more of it.
Voldemort pushed away a damp lock of his hair and touched his lips to the sensitive skin below his ear and spoke in a low voice,
"That is not what you wish to say to me, Harry."
Harry bit back a moan as he felt Voldemort trace his fingers over the faded bruises on his chest and heard him whisper in his ear,
"You want me. I can see it written all over that pretty face."
Harry struggled to get his wrists free and gritted out,
"You're a monster."
He meant for it to come off as an insult, but he sounded out of breath. Voldemort pressed a gentle kiss behind his ear and Harry shivered,
"It breaks my heart when you look at me like that, like you cannot even stand the sight of me. I watch the emotions play over your face and it makes me want to cause something to bleed. At this moment, you want me too, but you wish you did not. Tell me just once, Harry. Tell me you feel this electricity between us."
Voldemort pulled back enough to look at his face and stared into his eyes. Without blinking, Harry said,
"No."
Voldemort grinned. It was a wolf's grin. Feral and dangerous. The grip on Harry's wrists vanished, and for a moment Harry thought he'd turn around and leave. Instead he fisted the locket around his neck, forcing the chain to pinch into his skin. He slipped his other hand around to the back of his head, grabbing a fistful of his hair. And then he pulled him toward him and kissed him.
Could a person lose his soul from just one kiss? If Harry could, he didn't give a damn right then.
When they parted, Voldemort lips remained against his and pressed his tongue into his mouth. Harry lost his mind.
Voldemort hands fell to his hips, squeezing, taking his breath. He lifted Harry against him roughly, and Harry wrapped his legs around his thighs. Voldemort thrust against him, and Harry winced as the back of his head banged against the trunk. He gasped, and Voldemort stole it away with another kiss. Harry's world shook and crumbled all around him.
They were wild together. Harry fisted Voldemort's robes and Voldemort gripped his hips hard enough to leave bruises on his skin.
The kiss was hot and needy, wet and too rough. Harry couldn't get enough of it, of Voldemort's touch, of his skin touching his skin, of his body pressing against his own.
Harry closed his eyes and listened to the sizzle and snap of current between them, to the gentle hum in the back of his mind. The hum was a cry, a warning, a blessing, a curse. Those black waters ran through his veins, that purple haze entwined around his body and forced his heart to beat. Those snakes hissed to him how deeply Voldemort wanted him and that darkness…that darkness ensnared him.
Small, smooth scales tickled up his arm. They wrapped around his wrist, then his elbow, then to his throat. Harry tossed his head back against the trunk again. Voldemort bit his bottom lip, ran his tongue along the inside of his teeth, whispered his name.
Harry was drowning in him. He was sinking, his body a stone. He begged the current and the waves to pull him under.
And suddenly he was gone. Voldemort had stepped back, staring at him, chest heaving, his crimson eyes blazing. The loss of his touch was like a slap to Harry's face. He was cold, impossibly cold. He felt empty, hollow, a shell of what he'd been a second ago.
Without a word, Voldemort disappeared from right in front of him and Harry's knees gave out.
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