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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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Voldemort remained bed-ridden and cared for by Bella and Rodolphus. They were lifesavers, except when they tried to take away his whiskey or intercept the guy who brought him his coke. They didn't understand the self-loathing, the anger that choked him every second or every day. He needed escape from it.
"It's not going to help,"
Bella said sharply.
"You have to stop."
Voldemort grabbed the bottle of whiskey.
"You're fired."
He turned to Rodolphus.
"You too. Get out."
They just stood there, gaping at him.
"Out!"
He roared. The bottle flew from his hand, smashing onto the floor. Bella jumped.
"Damn."
Rodolphus grabbed Bella's hand and after throwing him a betrayed glance, they disappeared out the door. About time. Voldemort eased out of bed and sank to his knees on the wet floor. The shards of glass cut into his knees, but he kind of liked that. He touched shaking fingers to the dark liquid pooling on the wood floor and rubbed it to his lips.
So messed up. He was so messed up, but he didn't know how to stop it. How to turn back. Didn't know where to go. Who did he trust if not himself? Who would love him, if not him?
Choose me. Choose us.
He'd begged, hadn't he? Harry had begged.
I love you, V.
He'd said. Then he'd turned around and betrayed Voldemort. Like Morfin. Voldemort fisted his hands and crawled back over to the bed. He was going out as soon as he could stand upright. Nothing mattered but silencing the voices in his head.
"I have to say, I didn't expect this."
Voldemort lifted his eyelids at the familiar voice. He groaned.
"What the hell are you doing here?"
Lucius Malfoy grinned. Next to him, standing over Voldemort's bed, was his wife, Narcissa.
"I heard you were bed-ridden and wallowing in self-pity."
Voldemort narrowed his gaze.
"You came to gloat?"
He'd have to fire Bella and Rodolphus all over again for letting those two in.
"About what?"
Lucius sniffed and looked around.
"And when was the last time you took a shower?"
Voldemort cocked his head.
"When was Friday?"
Narcissa making a choking sound. Lucius nudged him with an elbow.
"Five days ago."
He sat on the edge of the bed.
"What the hell is going on?"
When Voldemort didn't answer, Lucius asked again.
"What's wrong? And I'm not talking about the reason you look like you've been put through a meat grinder. I know that part."
Voldemort stared at his ex-crush. He'd liked Lucius so much. Had ached to have some kind of permanence with the man, and when Lucius had left and married a woman, he'd thought he'd die. Funny how that pain seemed minute compared to what Harry had done. Lucius said sharply.
"Are you okay?"
Voldemort shook his head.
"I messed up. I trusted somebody I shouldn't."
Lucius's gaze sharpened.
"Explain."
"At the club you suggested, I met someone. We got…serious and then I found out he wasn't who I thought he was. He'd been playing me the entire time."
This was actually the first time he'd spoken the words out loud.
"So why are you here, looking like this?"
Narcissa looked confused. Voldemort stared off into the distance.
"Because I think… Because I might love him."
He blew out a shaky breath.
"Damn, that was hard to say."
Lucius grinned.
"Is that the reason London and Oxford are going up in flames? Does Harry know you're in love with him?"
"Wha…"
Voldemort gaped at him.
"You know him? You know Harry?"
"Harry is Narcissa's partner in the club."
Lucius said.
"We know he's behind the order. Did you know he's given Sirius complete control of the gang?"
"No. I didn't…"
Voldemort's head spun as he took all that in. Narcissa asked,
"When was the last time you spoke to him?"
Voldemort shook his head.
"I…I haven't. I can't talk to him."
Narcissa spokes softly,
"I saw you the first night you came in. In fact, Harry wanted to hire Lucius to kill you that night."
Voldemort wiped a hand over his mouth. There were so many things he didn't know about Harry. So many things.
"Why did you send me to the club then? Why didn't you take the job to kill me, especially after what happened between me and him?"
He nodded toward Narcissa who scowled. Lucius shrugged.
"I sent you to the club because there was only one man there who could give you what you needed."
He gazed at Voldemort expectantly.
"Harry."
Voldemort breathed out the name.
Lucius nodded.
"But…"
Voldemort stared at him.
"You knew this would happen? You wanted this to happen?"
His voice rose. Lucius didn't seem to care.
"For you two to find each other, yes. I wanted you to get together."
Narcissa sighed.
"Listen, you needed him. And Harry, that cold bastard, he needed you in his life. Have him on his toes. Make him live again."
Lucius crossed his arms.
"You love him. And if he says he loves you then he loves you."
He glared at Voldemort.
"Are you going to deal with this or will we have to watch London burn around us because you're angry at him?"
"Shouldn't I be angry at him?"
"You should, sure."
Lucius nodded again.
"But why does everyone have to pay because your feelings got hurt? This is between you and Harry, not you and Harry and everybody else. I know how much you love violence. Maybe that should be directed at Harry."
Lucius's expression turned thoughtful.
"Something tells me he'd take all of it, if you forgive him."
Voldemort licked his lips.
"That's just it. I can't hurt him. I feel too much for him. But I just…forgiveness is eluding me right now, too."
"That's okay. You can take your time, you know."
Narcissa smiled at him.
"Don't rush it."
Lucius leaned back against the nightstand casually and drawled,
"He really is a cold bastard though."
"He's not cold. That's just one part of who he is,"
Voldemort said fiercely.
"He's really warm and absolutely amazing at…"
He blinked up at Lucius and Narcissa who were grinning down at him. Damn it.
"Why are you two being so nice to me?"
"Why shouldn't we be nice to you?"
Narcissa spoke softly,
"The point is that you need to talk to Harry. Really talk. If you want him for more than just the hurting he puts on your body."
"I don't know what I want. I don't know."
He just didn't know how to move past what Harry had done. And surprisingly, the fact that Harry killed Morfin didn't hurt as much, not once Voldemort knew why. He just didn't know how to stop hating himself for feeling for someone who'd lied to him, for believing those Goddamn lies. He didn't know anything anymore.
"Thanks."
He dredged up a smile for Lucius and Narcissa.
"For everything. Thank you."
"No problem."
"I'm glad you're happy."
Voldemort said softly.
"I can see it, you know, in your eyes, even hear it in your voice. And I never thought I'd want you to be with anybody but me,"
he told Lucius,
"to be happy with anybody else but me. But I'm glad you are."
Lucius inclined his head and smiled,
"You'll get yours. Just don't be too quick to write it off. If it feels good here,"
He rubbed the center of his chest,
"then go with it. Embrace it."
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