A little bit of Scorbus for all you little mushrooms out there. I love these boys (especially Scorpius!), and I hope you love this story! Characters don't belong to me (more's the shame). Please review!
One minute they were arguing with a couple of Slytherin bullies, the next one of them had a dagger stuck deep in Scorpius's calf. He gave out a yell of pain, and would have fallen to the ground if Albus hadn't caught him. Albus took one look at the larger boys, and quickly shouted "Furnunculus!" at them, then turned quickly and practically dragged Scorpius out the common room with him.
The bullies were a lot bigger than them, but they were smarter, and would have been faster too if Scorpius hadn't been limping badly. Albus glanced at the taller boy, and noted that he was paler than normal and sweating a little. He was brought out of his examination by the sound of heavy footsteps hurrying in their direction. He needed somewhere to hide, but in his blind panic he had completely forgotten every room in the entire school.
Then he heard Scorpius whisper "Room of Requirement", and Albus wanted to kiss him, but he'd have to save that for later, because the other boys were coming ever closer, and he didn't want to find out what would happen if they caught up. He quickly started helping Scorpius along the corridors again, taking note of how much more sluggishly his boyfriend was moving. Taking a quick sideways glance, he could see that Scorpius's normally bright eyes looked dull. He knew he needed to hurry up.
It was a blessing when they finally reached the Room, and Albus waited impatiently for the door to become solid. He was now bearing almost all of Scorpius's weight, but didn't notice it too much, because though Scorpius was taller, he was also very slim, and wasn't particularly heavy. He turned the doorknob as soon as it solidified, and hurried through the door, hoping the bullies were too far away to get in. He practically carried Scorpius around towering piles of bric-a-brac, but froze when he heard the door creaking open a second time. They hadn't been fast enough.
Fortunately, Albus's eyes fell on a large chest that was standing a few metres away. It was sturdy, and large enough to fit both boys in. He helped Scorpius over to the chest, and opened the lid. One of them was going to have to lie on top of the other. He paused for a second. Scorpius shakily climbed into the box, and sat in the bottom. He lifted his eyes to look at his boyfriend.
"Albus, lie down!
"No way, Scor. You're going on top of me."
Scorpius smirked. "We both know I'm bigger than you." He whispered, eyes regaining a little of their normal mischief, before he screwed them tightly shut as a wave of pain washed over him.
Albus took that chance to quickly climb into the box and shuffle himself so that he was lying underneath Scorpius, and reached up to quietly pull the lid closed. He muttered "Colloportus" to lock the chest, and was glad that he had, because not a minute later, he heard the muffled sounds of the bullies stomping around near them, shouting to one another. The voices faded away, and Albus became acutely aware of how close he and Scorpius were.
Scorpius had one hand either side of Albus's head, in an effort to lift some of his body weight up, but he was already weak from the blood loss, and before Albus knew what was happening Scorpius had gone completely limp, and the boy's head lolled into Albus's collarbone. He could feel Scorpius's quick, shallow breaths on his neck, and his fast heartbeat next to his own steady one. Albus carefully reached up a hand to touch Scorpius's face, and recoiled slightly when he found it feeling cold and clammy. In stark contrast to this, Albus could feel his left leg becoming covered in warm, sticky stuff he could only assume was Scorpius's blood.
He decided that he needed to check out his boyfriend's condition immediately, so he carefully waved his wand and muttered "Lumos". At once, a pale light illuminated the inside of the chest, and before he could stop himself, Albus gasped sharply. He'd guessed that Scorpius was unconscious, but actually seeing him lying limply on top of him was overwhelming. Scorpius hadn't responded at all to the sudden light, but what it revealed was affecting Albus a lot.
He had a clear view of Scorpius's face, and he could see that his lips were tinged blue, and that his face was almost devoid of colour. Scorpius's fingernails were also blue, and Albus wanted to grab hold of the still hands, but also didn't want to let go of the slim waist. He let his eyes travel further down the boy, stopping at the knife wound on his lower right leg. The dagger was still sticking out of it, and there was a shallow pool of blood surrounding their legs, which were sodden with it. Albus knew that if they stayed in the chest much longer, Scorpius would die.