Wow two chapters in one day I'm on a roll and I may post another chapter tomorrow if I have the motivation that I've had today. Enjoy and please review etc. I love to hear your thoughts on my story.

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Harry woke up early the next morning and judging by the light that was streaming through the window opposite him it was just past 6AM. Sighing sadly to himself Harry rolled over onto his back staring up at the ceiling letting the thoughts wash over him. He Harry James Potter had cancer. He blanched at the ugly awful word but it was the truth and he couldn't deny it.

Unwelcome thoughts entered his mind making him tremble and shake as he tried and failed to rid himself of them. What would people say when they found out the boy-who-lived had a muggle illness? Would anyone even care? What would happen if he died? These thoughts were most unwelcome so Harry banged his hand into his forehead trying to rid himself of them. It was that moment that Madame Pomfrey bustled over looking at Harry with concern.

"Hey stop that you'll do yourself an injury!" She almost shouted but stopped herself at the expression on the young boys face.

"Sorry was just thinking" replied Harry automatically. Madame Pomfrey didn't ask as she already knew very well what his thoughts were.

"I need to talk to you about your condition and treatment plan Harry. Have you ever heard of Chemotherapy?" Harry nodded suddenly becoming very interested in a loose thread on the thick blanket.

"Good well first of all I am going to explain your condition however I ask that you refrain from questions until after I am finished agreed?" Asked the kindly matron. Harry nodded but said nothing.

"Right Leukaemia is a cancer of the blood cells. When a person has Leukaemia the bone marrow makes abnormal white blood cells these are called Leukaemia cells okay?"

Harry nodded but still didn't say anything.

"The type of Leukaemia you have is acute myeloid Leukaemia. You are lucky as we have caught it early and it is easily treatable at this stage. Also the fact that you are a wizard will help significantly" Harry looked up a questioning look in his eyes

"So all of the infections and nosebleeds, the bruises were caused by this?" Asked Harry appalled

Madame Pomfrey nodded sympathetically and put a hand over Harry's in a gesture of comfort.

"Do you wish for me to continue?" She asked in hushed tones. Harry nodded.

"Very well I will now talk about your treatment options. You will come here once a week for Chemotherapy. However there are differences between muggle and magical treatment. While Muggles use their own drugs put into the body intravenously, The magical world uses potions that have the same effect that are to be ingested. However I do warn you that you will have side effects of the medicine"

Harry nodded wiping a stray tear impatiently. Madame Pomfrey pretended not to notice as she busied herself with scribbling upon a sheaf of parchment while perched upon the end of Harry's bed.

"I am going to be giving you some pain relieving potions alongside nutrients potions and nausea potion. I will also give you a calming and sleeping draught but I must insist you only use these when absolutely necessary"

Harry nodded his understanding feeling much calmer now. She handed him a piece of parchment which read the following

Harry James Potter

Appointment for treatment

date: 4th September

time: 1:30 PM

location: Hospital Wing

"This is the time and date of your first appointment. I think that is all you may leave for breakfast momentarily if you wish, but first of all let me go and fetch your medicines"

She waved her wand and Harry's belongings appeared on the bed. As she bustled off Harry felt the pendant and smiled to himself as he felt a small pulse of magic at his touch. Scrambling out of his bed, Harry shrugged off his pyjamas and pulled on his Hogwarts robes tucking his necklace under his shirt as he did so.

Trying to tame his hair Harry sat down upon the end of his bed to await Madame Pomfrey. After what seemed an age she appeared holding a small drawstring bag. Chuckling at the look of incredulity on Harry's face she explained

"It has an undetectable extension charm on it so you don't have to lug it around everywhere. That way you can fit in your pocket" Harry smiled gratefully and accepted the bag from her.

"Before you go Professor Dumbledore asked me to give you this"

She handed Harry a tightly rolled parchment. Before indicating he could leave. Stooping to pick up his bag he exited the hospital wing after thanking Madame Pomfrey. The corridors were deserted and Harry realised that everybody must still be in bed. Chuckling to himself as he thought of his best friends snoring Harry made his way to Gryffindor tower to wait for his friends to wake up

"Fortuna Major" recited Harry and at once the portrait swung forward to allow him entry.

Deciding to go upstairs and fetch the books he would require for today Harry crept up the stairs so as not to wake anyone and entered the dorm that the third year boys shared. Dropping his bag on the floor and flopping onto his bed he allowed his thoughts to wander as to how his friends would support him through this. Because he had no doubt whatsoever that they would.

Suddenly remembering the parchment from Professor Dumbledore Harry sat up quickly and dug it out of his pocket. Unfurling it Harry read it with tired eyes

Harry

I wish for you to visit me when Madame Pomfrey allows you to leave the hospital wing. The password is chocolate frogs.

All the best Albus Dumbledore

Harry sighed quickly and pushed himself up off the bed. Picking up his bag once again Harry left the dorm, out of the common room and down a few corridors until he found the headmasters quarters.

"Chocolate Frogs!" Harry cried and was surprised when the stone gargoyles guarding the office slid around to reveal a spiral staircase. Harry stepped on it where it immediately began to spin in tight dizzying circles until it ground to a halt.

Harry held onto the wall to steady himself as a wave of nausea and dizziness overtook him. Getting his bearings again Harry raised his fist to knock the door when it was thrown open to reveal the jovial smiling face of Albus Dumbledore

"Professor Dumbledore!" gasped Harry breathlessly "You startled me"

Dumbledore chuckled his eyes sparkling.

"Come in Harry take a seat" Harry did as he was told and seated himself in front of the handsome chestnut desk. Albus Dumbledore took a seat behind the desk and for a moment or two with those startlingly blue eyes making Harry feel as if he was being x-rayed.

"So Harry how are you feeling?" asked Dumbledore kindly. Harry looked down at his lap so he wasn't looking into the kind face of his professor.

"Fine I'm fine" Harry muttered becoming very interested in his hands all of a sudden. He heard Dumbledore stand up, skirt around the desk and sit down upon the chair next to Harry.

"Come now Harry do you really expect me to believe that?" Harry had to laugh at his Professors raised eyebrows and incredulous but kind expression.

"Well I'm shocked but I know my friends will help me through it" Replied Harry truthfully. Dumbledore smiled at Harry surveying him over his half moon spectacles.

"Yes Miss Granger and Mr Weasley are extremely kind" Harry nodded proudly fingering the necklace through his robes. Dumbledore looked serious now as he surveyed Harry with concern

"Now Harry I have heard of your diagnosis and please believe me when I say. You are very intelligent and brave to cope so well. You truly are an asset to Gryffindor house, your parents would be proud. Please know that should you need to talk to anyone or a shoulder to cry on me or any of the Professors are more than willing to oblige. Everybody needs to let their emotions out from time to time, and we want you to know you are not alone in this"

Harry felt tears well up in his eyes as his professor said this

"Thank.. Thank you sir" said shakily. Dumbledore smiled sadly at him and replied.

"It is my pleasure Harry. Now I should think by now that you are rather hungry" said Dumbledore just as Harry's stomach rumbled loudly making Harry grin sheepishly.

"Off you go to breakfast m'boy" said Dumbledore kindly and Harry nodded and left the room.

Once out of the office Harry found a secluded spot behind a tapestry of trolls and sunk to the floor. For the first time in two days Harry thought positively. Sure he was ill but Madame Pomfrey said his chances were very good and he had the support of his best friends and teachers. Harry smiled to himself and got up to go to the great hall.

There you go it's finished. Hope you liked it! That's all for today guys. I'll try and post another chapter tomorrow but I'm not promising anything. Please review virtual hugs to the people who already have :)