Phan Oneshots

Snuffles

I asked my friend for three things for this and her reply was simply, Harry Potter, feels, a dog.
so I am going in with

NO PLAN

whatsoever except that Dan has a dog and he is reading Harry Potter.

Harry Potter feels btw.

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Dan really is in an embarressing set of circumstances. Only he would find himself in a situation like this and it all started because of three things.
1. Harry Potter
2. His dog
3. Phil Lester

Now usually those three things would be in no relation whatsoever.....but......now they do. Because of a little, teensy, weensy, tiny white lie. This isn't making any sense, lets back up to the beginning shall we?

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Dan felt his eyes sting with tears as he sniffles a bit, "I am not going to cry!" He states firmly to snuffles, his big black dog, who looks at him in concern and Dan convinces himself that he looks disbelieving too.

"I'm not!"

Snuffles put his head down again and went back to watching the people that pass them in the park. Dan paying them no mind as he mutters to himself under the big oak tree

"I am a big boy and I can do this. I am better now. I know its coming. I did with the others too though.....shut up! Stop talking to yourself."

Dan looked back down at his book and after a deep inhale and long exhale he continued to read 'Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows' for the umpteenth time.

"Dobby is happy to be with his friend, Harry Potter."

Dan sniffed once. Twice. Then a single tear ran down his cheek and then he was placing the bookmark gently in the book and setting it down to the side before throwing his arms around Snuffles and sobbing in a quite unmanly way. Snuffles sat up and let Dan hug him and he rested his head on Dan's shoulder.

"Are you okay? What's wrong?"

Dan looked up slightly from the thick soft fur and into a pair of deep blue eyes full of concern. Dan realised all to suddenly that it is Phil Lester from his Literature college class. Phil Lester who he stares at for the majoraty of the class and never ends up taking any notes because of it. Dan sat up quickly and ran is jacket sleeve under his nose and blinked his eyes quickly hoping to get the tears to dissapear.

"Uh...Yeah! Yeah. Uh..."

Phil took a step closer and Snuffles was quickly standing, tail strait back and eyes glaring unblinkingly upon Phil and another step from Phil issued a low growl and a lower stance indicating attack and Phil stopped in his tracks. Dan rubbed behind Snuffles ears, smiling slightly at his protectivness, more so sensing since Dan is crying.

"He's okay."

Snuffles sat and his muscles relaxed slightly but his gaze stayed trained on Phil.

"It's okay to move now. You don't have to stand still."

Phil let out a breath and took another step closer, Snuffles eyes narrowed slightly.

"What kind of dog is that?"

"It's a Labernese. A lab mixed with a Bernese Mountain dog. He was the only all black one out of the litter and he ran right up to me and my decision was made then and there."

"Cool." Phil said sitting down, "You're Dan, right? Dan Howell from Lit?"

Dan almost squeeled 'He knows my name!' "Uh yeah." When did he start saying 'uh' in every sentence?