Note: I have had this scene in my head for weeks, where Al is in the kitchen with Ginny, and they're talking about Scorpius being sick. I've decided it's going to be the next multi-chapter project. This is the introduction. Enjoy.

The Problem With Scorpius Having Leukemia

The problem with Scorpius having leukemia is that he didn't look sick. He didn't look miserable and green, like he had terrible stomach flu. He didn't have a fever, nor did his nose get all red and runny. He wasn't covered in strange colored pox. No, he looks normal, as beautiful and perfect as always. But he was still sick. It was so unfair, Al thought. The love of his life, his best friend, was dying, and no one could tell.

Al had been terrified, sitting in the office, clutching his boyfriend's hand as the healer explained that Scorpius had something called Acute Myeloid Leukemia. It is a disease where the white blood cells grow rapidly inside the bone marrow, which inhibit the growth of healthy red blood cells. Scorpius sat next to Al, hands relaxed in his lap, stoic and all together looking like the healer across the desk had not just told him he had some horrible disease which just might kill him.

They discussed treatment options, and still Scorpius kept the mask on. He kept up the impenetrable mask of the Malfoy, stoic and indifferent, nodding his head and asking all the right questions. Al was the one who was seemingly losing his mind. He yelled at the doctor, snapped at his own mother, and even freaked out on Scorpius's father when his entire reaction was to schedule a meeting with the healer to further discuss treatments. Al was the one who looked ill, not Scorpius.

Until they got home. As soon as the door of their flat clicked shut, he folded himself into Al's chest and sobbed. Al held him, let him cry, fixed him a cup of tea and put him to bed. Only then, when Scorpius's beautiful pale face was relaxed in slumber that Al allowed himself to break down.

It was only when Scorpius began treatment that he began to look sick. The potions made him sick to his stomach, so nauseous that he couldn't eat for days. The muggle radiation made him exhausted, so that he stayed in bed, only getting up to crawl to the bathroom. His normally radiant pale skin had turned a nasty grayish color, and there were dark circles under his eyes. He had always been thin, but now Scorpius looked emaciated. Scorpius looked more sick than ever, and he was being treated.

If Albus thought life was unfair before, he had just gotten a rude wake up call.