Dan's P.O.V.
I felt my heart skip a beat when he asked me that, and not in the romantic way. Phil had figured me out. He knew why I'd asked for Transfiguration lessons all of those weeks ago. He thought I was creepy now, didn't he? He would probably avoid me now...
I felt a blush rise to my cheeks as I looked at him sheepishly. "Um, not really," I muttered.
Phil giggled. He was so cute. "The most popular boy in school craved hanging out with me so much he had to lie to not feel weird!" he said sarcastically.
"Shut up," I said quietly and threw my jacket at him. That shut him up for a little while, not that I really wanted him to.
We were both silent for a while until Phil started the conversation again with something about lions. Typical Phil. It's weird, though, because a month ago, I wouldn't have an idea of what was typical of Phil, but now I knew him better than I thought I ever would.
Soon enough, we felt the train stop. I sat up and looked outside our window. The platform looked a little dismal, as it had begun to heavily rain once we had left the castle. Phil and I put on our hats and coats before following everyone else out of the train to Hogsmeade village. I kept looking around to see if I would run into my other friends, but I could only see third years. I didn't mind, though, as I would rather spend time with Phil.
On our way down from the station to the actual village, we ran into Troye and Tyler, who were holding hands as they walked towards the shop. After I ran into them in the hallway, they explained to me they were dating now, and I was happy for them. No one was surprised when Tyler and Troye told them, though. I think they wanted that element of surprise.
Phil, whom I learned was a disastrously slow walker, soon slowed both of us down from the quick traffic of the rest of the students. We soon turned away from the path that lead to the shops and went out on a path into the woods. It was lovely with the clouds barely showing through the trees and the stomping of our boots echoing through the forest.
It was not raining as hard now, but we continued to slip occasionally as we walked through the woods. Phil was talking about his troubles with a Divination assignment when he slipped in the mud. I absentmindedly reached my hand out to catch, my hand slipping into his.
I immediately felt my cheeks turned a rosy read as Phil kept walking through the woods, not letting go of my hands. It seemed bigger to me than I guessed it should have been. I mean, friends hold hands all the time, right? It didn't seem like that, though, It seemed like something more.
We continued our conversation as though nothing had happened, but I could sense that something was different about Phil, too. He seemed giddier and more alive in a sense.
Phil Lester was certainly something. His smile made me smile, and I couldn't see anyone else as a better fit for me than him. I liked him. I liked everything about him.
And I wanted to tell him. If only I was sure he liked me back. If only I knew for sure if he was actually not heterosexual. It didn't matter, I kept telling myself. Except to me, it sort of felt like it did.
Soon, we reached the area near the Shrieking Shack, the place nearly everyone avoided. "Let's just go to the village," I suggested. "I hate going near that place."
"Same here," Phil agreed. We began walking towards the shopping area. We were still holding hands when we came to the shops.
I mentioned casually that we should go to the Three Broomsticks, though I didn't want to hold his hand once we got there. It's not that I didn't want people to see us, but my friends didn't even know we were friends, much less that I liked him.
Suddenly, when we were still awhile away from the Three Broomsticks, Alfie, Zoe, and Louise emerged from a shop. They were all laughing, and I yanked my hand away from Phil. He didn't say anything, but I think he knew why.
"Dan! Where have you been?" Zoe asked when she saw me.
I fidgeted with my jacket sleeve as I looked to Phil. "I... erm... was just... um... walking around with my other friend," I mumbled awkwardly.
They both glanced at Phil with the look that they would never think twice about him. "Oh, okay, see you later," Zoe said, dragging Alfie and Louise along with her.
Phil mumbled something so quietly I would have missed it if I wasn't on such high alert. "What was that, Phil?" I asked.
"I'm not in the mood to get a butterbeer anymore, Dan," he said. He began walking back towards the woods.
I followed him suit. "Phil, why?" I asked.
"You're embarrassed by me. You don't want your friends to know about me," he said.
"That's not true," I lied. I knew it was. They wouldn't like Phil, I knew they wouldn't. They were too different for them to appreciate Phil anywhere close to the way I did.
I could tell, though, that Phil saw right through the things I was saying. His beautiful blue eyes were shining with tears, and with all I was I didn't want to make him cry. What could I do to make him not cry?
I didn't know what I was doing as I grabbed his shoulder to force him to face me. His body was shaking, and he looked even sadder up close. I just wanted him to not cry.
We were in the middle of the forest now, and a light rain was falling down even though we were standing under a thicket of trees. His features seemed harsher in the darker lighting, but he was still beautiful.
"I'm not embarrassed by you. I'm more than anything amazed by you. You're the best person I know, and maybe the reason I don't want my friends to really know about you is they won't appreciate you for even close what I think of you. They won't ever. Phil Lester," I inhaled deeply. "I like you."
A/N: Well this was a long time coming! I'm super sorry that I haven't updated in what has felt like years, but I've been super stressed bc of school, and I've had other stuff going on as well. I hope you like the cliffhanger(ish) ending, and I sincerely hope it won't be super long until the next update, but I can't promise anything. Thanks for reading! Comment what you think of this and remember to vote!
Also please be sure to check out my other fanfic "Revenge" (it's finished so no worries about updates). I wrote a scorose one shot thing and if you'd want to read it let me know!
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Polaroid | Hogwarts!Phan AU
Fanfiction"Love is a polaroid, better in picture, but never can fill the void." - Imagine Dragons, "Polaroid" Dan Howell is a sixth year Gryffindor student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, just like Hufflepuff Phil Lester. Dan's popular, funny...