AN: No.2 one-shot to do with HP. The one-shots don't relate to each other. My mind just went to- " Ooo werewolfs have such sensitive smelling ability's .. maby they can smell emotions.. or states of mind."
Disclaimer: I don't own HP
MADNESS
You smell like madness-
The sound of the werewolf's whispered words echoed through the great hall. No-one knew who he was talking about. They all forgot about what the dead werewolf had said in light of the victory . Though they won they had suffered dearly. As had Hogwarts and the trio. Harry wasn't the same after defeating the Dark-Lord. He wouldn't rekindle the relationship with Ginny much to the weaslyeetas displeasure but Ron understood, they all had changed. Harry was hardly seen after the war. He would visit friends and helped rebuilt Hogwarts but he also would disappear for days and at times talk to no-one but Teddy his godson, Remus's son. It wasn't till years later when teddy was staying with the weaslys before school that Ron remembered the werewolf's last words, when Teddy Lupin had echoed the words but with a name . "Uncle Ron." Said the small metamorphose while unconsciously changing to look more like his godfather. Ron looked down at the somber expression that Teddy wore. "What is it little moony?" Ron had inquired wondering what would make the 12 year old boy sad. "why – why has Papa Harry always smelled like…Madness?" Ron had gasped and spinning on his heal he walked to the kitchen just to spin again and see a small harry staring at him in worry. "Because Papa Harry is very good at hiding." Is what Ron had said before apperating to the last known harry location. When he was standing in Harry's living room with harry sitting on a arm chair Ron took a long look around the disorientated apartment. "How could I have missed it?" muttered Ron to himself "Missed what oh friend of mine-"
Ron looked at him. Really looked at his friend for the first time in years. Out of no-where with what seemed to be his permission Ron asked a simple question "Are you mad." Harry's brow creased "If you mean furious –"
"No like bad shit crazy , like when Remus talked in the hall if it was you, like-"
"Now Ron bring up dead mentors is not necessary-"
"He said he smelled madness, Harry, Madness!"
"Who , Ron are you –"
"Who? Remus and now little moony . Little teddy said you smelled like madness harry Bloody hell hwe said you always have smelt like madness."
"Well Ron if teddy said so it must be true." Harry's faced broke into a insane grin.
"How could I have missed it..." Ron was shaking his head as he watched his clearly mad friend.
"Don't worry, I'm perfectly stable."
"Remus was right you are mad-"
"Well Ronny how else could I have won." From out of Harry's throat a manic laugh echoed around the apartment.
Harry had let go of his sanity the moment he had died not seeing the need to keep it. Granted he did not expect to have woken up alive. He had heard the words of the werewolf and wondered why it had taken Teddy so long to spill his secret. He knew he was mad. The only difference is now so did the rest of the world. Harry's grin extended across his face he knew he looked less the sane. But he wasn't now was he, Sane that is.
