Spell Binding (Phan- [little bit] kickthestickz)

Young Love

A/N Is it bad that I've based all the bullies on real life people I hate? yeah...oops. anyway thank you thank you thank you for all your feed-back its so nice! :D 

"no, No, No NO" He boomed. "No son of mine will be disgracing the family name". His voice echoed through the room, making my spine tingle with fear. "I can't help it dad this is who I am" Phil replied clearly- his hand clutching mine. He looked non-concerned about his fathers ever reddening face. He looked down at our entwined hands, contorting his face with disgust. He looked me in the eye for a long moment, making me paralyze with fear. "Please step out for a moment Daniel while I talk some sense into my son". I plucked up the courage to actually say something to this terrifying person in front of me. "I love your son Mr.Lester- and I'm sure you care about your sons happiness, and if you do you will let us be" I snarled before letting go of Phils hand and walking towards the door- I could basically feel a burn in my back from his staring eyes.

I walked out the wooden door, closing it behind me. I sighed deeply and slumped myself on the floor. I had finally got what I wanted- but for what price? If people couldn't accept us then maybe its not worth the hassle? then I remember it's Phil and of course its worth the hassle. He's the best thing that's ever happened to me.

I hear shouting and chocked sobs- I hate this. I hate that Phil and I have to fight for this. But Phil is a Lester. Their family are probably the most famous wizards in history, they have always got the pretty girl and have had children- to keep the Lester dynasty. I guess his father just want to keep that line going, but its not fair- does he not care for his sons feelings? What I can pick up from the screams is a no. 

"YOU WILL NEVER SEE THAT BOY AGAIN" His bellow surrounding the house. "I LOVE HIM DAD- YOU CAN'T STOP ME FROM SEEING THE BOY I LOVE" Phil screamed back, his voice straining. "You will leave him- or I never want to see your face again, you will never step another foot in this house hold"  he snarled. "Then let it be" Phil replied- his voice sounding stern. The arguing went on a while longer- I stopped listening after a bit- too scare on his father judgement.

a slapping sound

a sob

an evil laugh

"You're no son of mine"

Phil walked out the room- holding his reddened, marked face- tears streaming down his swollen face. "Oh my god Phil!" I cried standing up and taking him into an embrace. He stood there motionless. "I don't know what to do" He whispered over and over, his hand clasping his face. I just held him, letting his body shudder from the silent tears dripping from his eyes. "Its ok- we'll work it out" I cooed, flattening his hair down, playing with it for a moment. He shook his head, but still said nothing. He just stared at me, his eyes shining a beautiful blue from the tears. It was sadly beautiful really.

We stood for a while before slowly starting to walk back. "I wish there was something I could do" I sighed sadly, clutching onto Phils hand. "I can't believe I was so stupid" Phil muttered. "What? what were you stupid for? For loving me?" I asked- my voice getting higher and higher. Phil shook his head hastily. "No- no of course not silly- for fighting my dad, he doesn't want me back. I have no home now- he said if I ...um- If I don't leave this town and change my name he will um- kill me, because I'm his embarrassment and he wants rid of me" Phil wept, holding his face in his hands."What are we going to do?" I asked, flapping my arms about in panic. He looked up at me- his eyes bright.

"Run away with me?"