Muted and Warped But Never Alone

1: The Loss And Isolation

I do not own Harry Potter nor any of his friends. Also, I was given this idea by someone else's story, A Dark Muted Love, which got put on hold. BTW, if you're here for the SMUT! I highly recommend you leave because there will not be any smut.

"Speech"

'Writing'

'Thought'

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"Harry, what's wrong? If you weren't going to go with Ron and them, you should at least take the time to work on your homework." Asked Hermione with a huff.

'Some Hufflepuff girl thought it'd be funny to cast the Lip Lock Jinx on me,' Harry wrote down quickly. He did not need to listen to what was sure to be a long-winded lecture.

"Oh! That's fairly simple then Harry, just kiss the person you like." She sounded smug; content as she was in the thought that he was incompetent.

'I don't like anyone tho', Harry wrote, suppressing the irritation knowing she thought him incapable of intellectual thought, though it was his fault for pretending as such.

At first, it had just been conditioning from the Dursley; however, after a while, he'd realized that Ron was a jealous moron and Hermione the type to enjoy lauding her intelligence over everyone. So, as irritating as it was to be thought incompetent, it was a lot easier to keep his friends in the long run.

"Wait, so you may never be able to speak again?!"

'Probably' wrought Harry, he didn't know if the jinx required sexual attraction or not. If it did, he'd really never be able to speak again; the thought was sobering. However, before he could finish writing this down Hermione looked up, away from his only means of communication.

"I-I don't.... There has gotta be a way to get you speaking again?"

Just then Ron and everyone else came in, finally back from something or other that Harry had not been invited to. He hadn't even known about it till Hermione had mentioned it. Though through the power of Dursley's training, he was sure he managed to keep his feelings off his face.

"What's happening here? Why're you guys here alone?" Ron spoke glaring quickly at Harry before gluing his eyes onto Hermione.

'His obsession is getting out of hand.' Thought Harry before attempting to get Ron's attention. After realizing that he could not he turned, eyes pleading, to Hermione.

"He's been Lip Lock Jinxed-" She started, taking pity on him.

"Don't tell me YOU'RE his heart's desire!" Ron demanded, face reddening rapidly.

"What's that supposed to mean!" Demanded Hermione, giving voice to Harry's own thoughts.

"Just that he doesn't deserve you!" Ron was sheepish now. 'God the whiplash.'

'Hey!' Harry tried to say, momentarily forgetting his predicament. 'It's almost like you've both forgotten that I'm here.' He spat in his head, causing himself to snort. Which, apparently was not affected by the jinx. The sound snapped his 'friends' heads to him. Realizing his chance, he quickly scribbled on his paper.

"I don't like anyone." Read Ron aloud.

"Wait, what," his head snapped up to look accusingly at Harry, "Is this true?"

'Again, with the whiplash, you seriously need to get this checked out.' thought Harry. 'and it's not like I'd have a reason to lie about this. I don't want to remain Lip Locked.'

Even though Ron asked a question he was refusing to look at his paper, leaving Harry bereft of speech. 'He's doing this on purpose.' reflected Harry even as he nodded.