A/N: Warning! This chapter has not been betaed, as my beta hasn't responded to my email for several weeks now. I decided to post this chapter, and repost it when it is checked. Hopefully you won't mind any grammar mistakes too much, and will enjoy this chapter. Have fun reading!Oh, and I know chemo usually isn't given so often, but well, I took artistic freedom with this. The story is AU after all!
Chapter four: Deceiving everyone.
As doctor Romanov had requested that Harry return to the hospital every weekend, either for chemo or for a chance to rest from his rather bussy life at Hogwarts, Harry had arranged to leave every Friday evening at 7, and return to the school on Monday morning at 7. The second weekend Harry had been given medicine to help him while he was at Hogwarts. He has something against nausea, a general very strong painkiller and something to give him a little extra energy. Of course, Harry couldn't run the risk of others seeing him with medicine, and muggle ones at that, so he had charmed them and carried them with him the entire time. Now the others thought Harry was just a bit obsessed with keeping himself clean, as they saw: a toothbrush (the one against nausea), soap (for energy) and toothpaste (the painkiller). Also, it helped Harry from getting confused as well.
Harry had to take the medicine several times a day, and he always did so in an empty toilet stall. Harry wished he could take potions to help him, but unfortunately they would react badly with the cancer and the chemo. He knew this for doctor Romanov had asked his brother about it (without mentioning names, just stating a professional interest) and Harry had looked it up when he had started Hogwarts.
Harry already felt the effects of the leukemia. He was more tired than before, and was glad for his free hour every day, as he could use the time to rest some. If he wasn't too tired he would make his homework so he would have the evenings off. This week he had to bring bad news to Professor McGonagell. She had been happy to tell him the ban on playing Quidditch -that Umbridge had placed on him -had been removed. She had proudly told Harry he could play again and had presented him with his Firebolt.
At first Harry had felt immensely glad, but then he sobered up. He couldn't play Quidditch this year. He would be away every weekend, and even if they played during the week, he had a high chance of an accident. When McGonaggell had seen his sombre face, she had immediatly asked what was wrong. He told her he would have to resign from his position as Seeker, since his aunt was too important, even if he loved the game. Also, it was very difficult for him to make his homework in the hospital (McGonaggell would think it was because of all the Muggles, but it was more because he would be feeling too sick) and had to do all the work while he was at Hogwarts. She had nodded, to show she understood, and had made him an honourary member, so he could give tips and even train the new Seeker, which Harry was pretty sure, would be Ginny.
When Harry told his friends about his decision, Ron had been angry at first, but not even an hour later the boy had apologized and said he understood. Harry had promised Ginny she could borrow his broom for games, but that she would have to keep it in one piece. She readily agreed, as she still had an old Cleansweep broom.
On Wednesday Hermione had cornered him and asked about the DA. She wanted to continue it, but Harry talked her out of it. He said they would change the DA. As they now had Remus back to teach them Defence, the DA in its original form wasn't really necessary. They could keep the DA as a practice group, and if people had trouble with something from class, they could come to a meeting and either practice or discuss it. Hermione had agreed and so the DA would meet once a week on Monday evenings from 7-9 pm. And if you didn't wish to stay for the entire night, that was fine as well. They had enlightened all old members, who had agreed, also because their workload had increased drastically.
What his friends didn't know was that Harry also had meetings with another group. This group consisted of only Slytherins, and had asked him to join them. He met up with them on Wednesday evenings from 7-9pm. He had laughed when they had told him the time, but when they asked why he was laughing, he kept his mouth shut.
The Slytherin League (SL) as they called themselves, concentrated on Defence as well. But they also learned Harry some real Slytherin tricks, mainly for underhanded fighting, keeping a straight face while lying (though he was quite good at it), and discussing many a thing from classes, friends, Voldemort, house rivalries and their society, to whom was going out with whom.
All in all, these meetings that he had to keep secret in part (as the SL knew about the DA, but not the other way around) as well as the fact that he had to finish his homework in a shorter time-period than most students, left Harry feeling a bit stressed, and it was only the second week back. He wonderedwhat the rest of the schoolyear would be like. Next week though, he would put his idea in action, as Dobby got word to him that the rooms were clean, empty still, but clean.
He couldn't wait.
A/N: I know, short. Hope you still liked it though. I did.
