AN: I don't own any Harry Potter character that is to the talented JK Rowling only.

Albus Potter was up in the sky, he could feel the wind in his hair and the coolness of the winds touch on his face. It would have been a good day for Quidditch practice for the Gryffindors. Albus looked out for the Golden snitch while he sat on his broom. His captain was below him, telling the Chasers how to do a proper formation. The two beaters were practicing how to aim the bludger better at opponents. The captain to the team was none other than Molly Weasley, a seventh year. She was a good keeper, but was a rooky captain. Their first game was a month away in November and Molly was excited and nervous about it. She wanted to show that she was captain material and the people she chose for the team was her ticket to prove that. Albus sat on the broom and wave of nausea hit him as the practice snitch zoomed right passed. Albus grabbed for it, but the nausea in his stomach made him slower than he normally was. He shook his head to get rid of the feeling and he raced towards the snitch. The cool wind slapped his skin as he stretched out his hand and…. Albus took hold of the small ball. If this was a match, he would have given his team a hundred and fifty points straight up.

"Good job Albus," Molly said as he looked over to his cousin fly up to him on her broom.

"Thanks Molly" he said with a smile.

"What happened back there?" Molly asked when he reacted slower to catching the snitch earlier. "That was a slow reaction when you were first trying to catch the snitch."

"Sorry Molly… I guess I am not completely over this flu thing yet," he said, which was true. He had been having flu like symptoms for two weeks now and Albus was hoping it would go away, so far it has.

"You better not react that slowly when we are facing Slytherin in a few weeks," Molly said.

"Don't worry, I won't" he said to her. There was that feeling again, that nausea feeling crept back to him.

"Are you ok Albus?" Molly asked seeing her younger cousin staggered on his broom. That was when the entire Gryffin dor team took notice.

"I'm… I'm ok guys" he said.

"Albus are you ok?" James asked, Albus looked at his brother and he could tell that James was worried, and that did not happen very often.

"I'm fine James, I… I just need some air" he said as he flew down to the ground. Molly, James, and Fred touched down beside him.

"Maybe you should go to the nurse?" James suggested as Albus nearly vomited on the grass.

The three older couisins looked at each other, not knowing what to do. At that moment, Albus vomited for real.

"Come on Al, lets go to the nurse" James said, helping his younger brother stand on his feet. James gave Fred and Molly his and Albus's brooms and he escorted Albus to the nurse.

"Seriously James I will be ok" Albus said as they walked in the nurses' office.

"Can I help you boys?" the nurse said walking up to them. "What did you break this time James?" The nurse was looking at James.

"I'm ok James, I only threw up once" Albus said, which was directed towards James more than the nurse.

"This is a hospital wing, not a shouting ring" The nurse said.

"Sorry ma'am but my brother has not been feeling well for the past two weeks, and he just threw up while we were at Quidditch practice." James said. Albus rolled his eyes, how many times did he have to say he was fine? Sure he felt under the weather for two weeks but he didn't need to see the nurse for that alone.

"What have you been sick with Potter?" the nurse asked Albus, he shrugged, and answered "the flu… I think" he said to her.

"Take a seat Potter" she said as Albus took a seat on the closest bed. "You may go back to practice Potter," James looked from the nurse to his brother.

"See you later than Al" James said as he walked out of the nurses' office.

"Bye James" Albus said.

The nurse took out a thermometer and stuck the end under his tongue.

"How long have you felt like you had the flu?" she asked him as a clip board appeared by her side and a quill was writing as he spoke.

"About two weeks now," he said as she took the thermometer out of his mouth.

"You still have a fevor… " she said as the quill squibbiled. "Two weeks and you just now come to me?"

"… I was hoping it would go away," Albus said truthfully.

"Boys… you always wait until the last minute to see me when you are sick" she said to herself under her breath. "Ok Albus, stay here for me."

Nurse Pince walked to her office, she looked at Albus Potter's clip board. He had a fever, and flu like symptoms. She opened up a large book shelf that was full of potions for all types of things.

Albus saw the nurse walk back over to him and handed him a cup.

"Drink this Potter and it will help you sleep… if you do have the flu, sleep will help" she said as Albus took the potion. "It will help with your fever and nausea."

Albus took the potion and he was not a fan of the flavor.

"Yuck… that is… some nasty shi… stuff," Albus coughed as he handed the class back to the nurse.

"What did you expect me to give you? Pumpkin juice?" Nurse Pince said to him.

"Sorry," he said, as he could feel the effects of the potion working.

It was near dinner time and Nurse Pince looked in her health book in her office, she had recently learned that Albus Potter did not just have the flu. It was something much more. So far she learned that he had a mild fever, and that he had flu like symptoms. She took a sample of blood and so far nothing was happening when she was checking it on Dragon pox. She just tested another sampled, which was the hundredth time now, for a disease that she was hoping that he didn't have. The blood sample was done and the color to the blood lightened to a shade of red that Nurse Pince knew was not a real good thing. Albus Potter had HIV.

"…I belter…. Better alert Mr. and Mrs. Potter… and headmistress Sprout," Nurse Pince said to herself as she got up from her chair and wrote a letter to Harry and Ginny Potter.

….

It was the next day, and Albus was sitting on the bed. He was dressed for his classes and his book bag was on the floor by the bed.

"Mr. Potter, come to my office please" Nurse Pince said as Albus got up, and he followed the nurse to her office. "Take a seat."

The office was large, with book shelves along the walls. A large chandelier hung above the nurses' desk. Albus took the chair opposite the nurse.

"What is it?" he asked the nurse as he put his book down. Even though he had a good sleep, he still felt exhausted and he felt like he had no energy.

"Mr. Potter, do you know what HIV is?" she asked him straight up. She was curious if he was familiar with the sexual transmitted disease. Well not really all sexually transmitted, she knew you could get it by any contact with contaminated body fluid. The disease was more prone to muggles than wizards, but they could still catch it.

"… Not really," he said.

"HIV is a sexually transmitted disease," Nurse Pince said to the youngest Potter male. "It attacks the immune system and…. I am afraid that… that you have it Albus." Pince said to him.

"What?" Albus asked, he felt confused; he didn't understand how this could happen. "….That doesn't make any since… I haven't had any… any… any…. Sex with any one yet."

"It doesn't have to be from just sex Albus, you don't have to lie rather or not you had any sexual contact with anyone yet," Nurse Pince said. "It can be transmitted through any blood to blood contact or contaminated blood. Have you had to be given any blood recently?"

"… Yeah but that can't be it" he said.

"I understand that it is hard to take in but you're not the only one with this," Nurse Pince said. Albus just felt confused. How could this have happened to him? It just didn't make since to him. What was he going to do now? What about his friends? What about his family? What would they think of him now?

"I informed your parents about it last night and the Headmistress Sprout is aware too, they are aware of you having HIV," Nurse Pince said. That didn't make Albus feel any better. "I will answer any questions that you have the best I can. You don't need to feel ashamed about it either."

"…What… I mean how…?" Albus began, he had no idea what to ask the nurse.

"If your wondering if it will affect your social life than no, but you do have to be careful when it comes to… to any sexual activity." She said to him. Albus looked at the desk. "Here is a pamphlet about it here," and the nurse put a pamphlet infront of him. Albus picked it up.

Life with HIV/AIDS: how to live with it

Albus opened the pamphlet, it was all so new to him and he felt even more confused now.

"My door will be open for you anytime," Nurse Pince said. She understood how he felt, even though she didn't have HIV herself, she knew someone who did, and she knew that it was not easy. People are still phobic about it and some jobs won't even allow people who do has it, work for them. "Your parents will be here tomarrow, you may listen in when Professor Sprout and I talk with them. I really do advise it but you don't have to come."

"… I think I better go to class…" he said as he stood up.

"Ok Albus, just remember that I am always here," she said standing up aswell.

"Thanks nurse Pince" he said as Albus walked out of the hospital wing and he walked to the Great Hall.

"… Hey Al, you feeling better?" Molly Weasley asked, James looked over, seeing his brother out of the hospital wing. A coupe of other students were asking Albus questions aswell.

"I am… doing better," Albus said. James smiled seeing his brother was back, he was worried what Albus had that made him that sick. Whatever it was, he hoped that Albus would get better, and soon.

"Yeah Al why were you in hospital wing so long?" another student asked.

"The nurse said…. Said that it was just the flu," Albus said. "But she said I am getting better."

"That's good Al," Molly said, she was feeling better knowing her cousin was ok. "Hopefully you don't have spells like that one from yesterday again."

"You really had us all worried there Al," James said looking at his brother.

"… Sorry about that," Albus said. "She just wanted to keep me over night just to make sure."

"Better safe than sorry" James agreed, and he finished his meal.

Albus ate his breakfast and when he finished, he stood up and grabbed his bag, James watched his brother leave the Great Hall. To James, something about Albus didn't feel right. He had no idea why but James felt like Albus was not telling them something… something important, that it was just not the regular flu. James had no idea why he felt like that, he just felt like Albus was keeping something from him and the rest of the family. But James had no idea what it was, and it was nagging at his insides.

"Does Albus seem ok to you James?" Molly Weasley asked, James looked over at Molly. Her bouncy red curls hung loose down her shoulders.

"Not really," James said.

"So its not just me then?" she said. James shook his head, he knew how she felt.

"He isn't telling us the whole story Molly," James said. "I am just wondering what it is that he isn't telling us… and I really don't think it is just the flu either."

Molly nodded, she agreed with James there. It is not very often when James and Molly agree on something. Especially when it came to their sibling's wellbeing.

"What do you think it is?" Molly asked.

"No idea but I do know way to find out," he said. James had a glint in his eye, which meant that he had an idea that meant that the possibility of detention could happen. Most of the time detention was issued when James had an idea.

"Are you suggesting that we spy on Albus?" Molly asked.

"Maybe," James said. "Are you in?"

"There is another way you know without my Captain badge being taken away," Molly said.

"Which is?" he asked.

"Just ask him" Molly said.

"You don't know Albus very well do you?" James asked her. Molly rolled her eyes.

"If we ask him polite enough I am sure he will tell us," she said. James smirked; he hardly doubted that would work. He knew Albus was good at keeping secretes, even if James did an unforgivable curse on Albus, he hardly doubted that Albus would spill. Albus only told secretes only if he needed to.

"He won't tell just anybody if he had a secret, trust me," James said.

"What is the point then?" Molly asked. "You find out your way, and I will find out my own way."

…..

Albus Potter walked to his first class: potions. He took his regular seat next to his best friend Scorpius Malfoy. Scorpius Malfoy was Albus's best friend since first year, and he to many peoples surprise, Scorpius was a Gryffindor.

"Hey Al, I heard you were in the hospital wing, everything ok?" Scorpius asked. Albus looked at his best friend.

"…Ill tell you about latter" Albus whispered.

"You sure?" Scorpius asked. "I sont mind if you want to tell me know… only if you want."

"I said later," Albus whispered, he wanted his friend to drop the conversation right now. He did not feel like talking about what he just heard from the nurse earlier that morning.

AN: This was written by a friend of mine and he hopes you all like it.