Phan One Shots

~ The Witch's Son

The Witch's Son

Prompt: Ros3mary "Maybe you could do a story called 'The Witch's Son' where either Dan or Phil are the child of a witch in old time Massachusetts/England and have to hide their powers from the townsfolk since their parents were found out and killed or something. Idk just random idea."

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"Alright children pair up please." Mrs Greyson instructed, tapping her cane impatiently. All the boys in Dan's class began to fumble about to find a partner. Dan was friends with pretty much everyone in the class because of his father. He was the son of the mayor and sometimes Dan got annoyed with the attention even though he never fell short of any partners. 

However, today he wanted to choose his own. He had been staring at the boy on the end of the front row for a few days now. A lot of the people in the school avoided him and the teachers even seemed to wary of him. Some acted afraid and others acted harsh on him. That boy was Phil Lester and Dan wanted to pair with him. He was 9, so didn't understand why the others disliked him so much.

"Dan, pair with me." A boy called Jacob grinned, blocking Dan's view of Phil. 

"Sorry I've already chosen a partner." Dan smiled politely and walked round Jacob and towards Phil who never bothered to find a partner because the teacher usually just let him work on his own.  "Hello." Dan smiled, making Phil jump and look at Dan with the bluest eyes he had ever seen. The boy was very pale and had shiny charcoal black hair. The boy was very pretty, to Dan at least. "May I sit?" Dan asked.

All Phil did was nod in shock as Dan took the seat next to him, ignoring the looks he was getting from everyone else. "Hurry up." Mrs Greyson snapped, bringing the cane down hard on the floor and watching as everyone scrambled to their rows with a partner. 

Mrs Greyson's eyes flicker to Dan and Phil and they narrow to slits. Her mouth forms into a tight line and forces herself to look away. "Take out a piece of parchment and work on these equations together." She instructed, whipping her cane towards the black board. "If you get stuck come and collect and abacus." 

Dan turned to Phil with a smile and pulled out a piece of parchment from the desk. He then proceeded to get pen with the metal nib and placed the paper between them. "You're name is Phil right?" Dan whispered, not wanting the teacher to hear since she liked the class to be silent. 

Phil didn't say anything, only nodded his head as he got his own pen out. "I'm Dan, nice to meet you." Dan tried but got no response. Dan sighed and proceeded to work wordlessly with Phil through out the whole lesson. 

That night when Dan and his father were eating Dan told him about Phil. "He looked lonely so I went and sat with him. He was very quiet though, he hardly uttered a word. I don't know why-"

"Daniel." His father interrupted sternly. "I don't want you talking to that boy got it?" He snapped and Dan shrunk back in his seat. He didn't understand why his father was angry at him but he was scared of his father when he was angry.

"B-but why?" Dan tried, hoping to know why his father and so many others disliked Phil. 

"Don't ask questions. Just do as your told, you here me boy?" He stated firmly, staring at Dan intensely.

"Yes father." Dan mumbled but crossed his fingers under the table. He wanted to see Phil again - his father didn't need to know right? Dan was intrigued by the boy with the beautiful blue eyes and dark hair. He wanted to become friends. 

The next day Dan saw Phil sitting all alone at break under a tree. He had a thick book in his hands, eyes darting across the page, taking in every word. Dan smiled and made his way over, sitting down next to him. "Hello." Dan asked, taking Phil by surprise once again.