Supernatural

"Wha-" Dan's voice was cut off as he was flung hard against the wall and tried fruitlessly to right himself; Phil was still standing on the other side of the room from where he'd thrown him. "Phil? What's going on? Phi-"
"Phil is... unavailable at this given time." Phil smiled and his eyes slid slowly to black pits. Phil – or whatever it was in Phil's body – walked slowly towards him with a sick smile twisting his features. "You may want to leave a message, I'll be sure to pass it on to him."
"Get out of him now." Dan rasped as threateningly as he could.
The Phil-demon cocked it's head slightly and smirked. "You know what, I don't really want to."
"Why the hell not?" Dan hissed. "Why him? Why Phil? What made you choose him?"
"Well, it was luck of the draw really," The demon purred, "But I do like little Philly here. Such strong emotions! Lots of... love this one has. Love for everything, for life." He fixed a curious glare on the boy in front of him. "You mean a lot to him, you do. How can one person, someone so insignificant in the scope of the universe, mean so much to him? It's like... you're two halves of the same coin. No, more two pieces of string wound together – cut one and you cut both." The curious expression faded and a cruel malice lit up in its' eyes. "Bet he'd hate to return and find you... gone." It lingered on the word 'gone' and the word held enough meaning to make Dan's spine tingle.
"The Winchesters will be here soon," Dan tried not to let the fear encroach on his voice, but his voice wavered at the end.
"Ha!" The demon laughed scornfully. "The Winchesters are pathetic! Hopeless! They can't protect anyone they hold dear. Haven't you checked their history? You're not their first friend and nor will you be thier last. You will die like all the others. They will not get here in time – they never d-" The demon was cut off as the door slammed open.
"Talking about us?" Sam asked, cocking his gun.
"They never stop." Dean replied.

Doctor Who

It was simply not possible. It was, what, four square feet? But it wasn't – it was enormous. Thousands and thousands of square feet for all Phil knew. Though... it wasn't. If you stepped outside it was... the size of a regular phone box but when you opened those blue doors they opened to an entire world. Phil felt the need to check again and almost made it out of the doors when with a snap of his fingers the strange man who called himself 'the Doctor' slammed them shut.
"Sorry, don't have enough time for that! Yes, it's bigger on the inside. Wow." He flicked a blue switch.
"But... but... how?" Phil asked, making his way up the ramp towards the giant dashboard.
"Um..." The Doctor fixed his hair in the reflection, pulled up his jeans and adjusted his leather jacket before answering. "I wouldn't expect you to understand."
"Try me." Phil replied defiantly.
The Doctor eyed him. "Its transcendentally dimensional. By use of transcendental engineering it is possible to create something that is bigger on the inside by combining two different aspects into one object. Time-Lord technology, timey-wimey stuff."
"Like... interdimensional? There's basically a whole other dimension in here?"
The Doctor looked both impressed and taken aback, but he just shrugged. "Yes, kind of. She's called the TARDIS, by the way."
"She-?" There was a massive crash and the entire ship shook, cutting Phil off.
"Shit, Daleks." The Doctor muttered. "Right, hold on!" With a fantastic whirring and a giant shake Phil clutched the railing as the TARDIS went wild. Finally it stopped and Phil shakily got to his feet. "Wh-what was that?"
"I took us to somewhere safe." The Doctor sighed. "It is a spaceship after all. It can move around. Well, dematerialise and re-materialise again. Right. We need to put together a sort of... thing. Like a gun to mimic their electrical fire-"
"Why not use your screwdriver-thingy?" Phil asked.
"Oh yes, because it can totally annihilate this horde of Dalek peasants. It can also fire toast and build houses and works as a flame thrower too!" The Doctor replied sarcastically.
"Sorry." Phil replied meekly.
"Come on! Look for parts!" The Doctor encouraged. Phil nodded and ran to the nearest cupboard and started sifting through it to find things that the Doctor shouted out. It took a while, but after some shouting, cursing and a little sonic, they finally created this ultimate weapon. Smiling, the Doctor looked up and took a look around.
"Shit! Do you always leave all the cupboard doors open?"
"Um... I don't know. Sometimes?"
"That's going to be a pain. But I can get used to it, I guess."
"Get used to it?"
"You're coming with me, right?"
"Really?"
"All of Time and Space at your disposal. Well, after we kill these twats." The Doctor waved the gun in the air.
"If I survive... Alright then."

Harry Potter

Phil sprinted down towards the greenhouses and skipping down the steps two at a time flung open the door and promptly tripped, falling flat on his face. He stood up again and smiled shyly at the teacher. The entire class was giggling but Professor Sprout, the short, plump witch that took herbology, just shook her head. "Mister Lester. Rather late today!"
"Sorry Professor, I got lost." Phil said sheepishly.
"You've been in my class for three years, Lester."
"I-I got mixed up." Phil replied sheepishly.
"Sit down." Professor Sprout sighed. "There's a seat there next to Howell. Right, get a bowl and open your books to page one-eight-four. Today you will be working in pairs to extract the juice from these plants. Can anyone name them?"
Phil sat down but wasn't paying any attention as he got out his books. He didn't like herbology at all and looked forward to the day when he could give it up. He looked curiously at the boy next to him. He was tall, with dark hair and brown eyes with were heavily lidded; he looked like this was the last place he wanted to be as well. Phil recognized him vaguely. The boy was Dan Howell and he was the only Slytherin in the class and often the target of exclusion from the others, even if only purely accidental. Although they couldn't all be horrid, the Slytherins did have a label. Phil himself was a little worried; they didn't have the same animosity between them that Gryffindor had with the Slytherins, but the Slytherins never had much patience with the Hufflepuffs. But Phil was all for making new friends and resolved to make an effort. When Professor Sprout had finished speaking, Phil turned to the boy and held out his hand. "Hi, I'm Phil Lester." He smiled. The boy looked suspiciously back at him as though he was expecting to be mocked. Phil almost gave up when the boy shook his outstretched hand. "Dan Howell."
"Nice to meet you, Dan. I hope you were listening because I sure wasn't."
Dan sighed and Phil was preparing to backtrack and apologize when he answered "God, I was hoping you had!"
"Ah. Well then. Let's crack on and hope for the best."

They'd done half of their pod when Phil caught Dan staring absently across the room. Following his gaze, he found that Dan was watching a pretty Ravenclaw girl he knew. "Dan? Dan!" He snapped his fingers in front of his face.
"Hmm sorry what?"
"Why were you staring at Charlotte?"
"Um no I wasn't. Is that her name?" Dan's muttering didn't cover up his blush at being caught.
"Yeah, she's my cousin." Dan's blush deepened. "Why? Do you like her?"
"What, no! 'Course not." his voice trailed off unconvincingly.
"Okay," Phil said sceptically, "Let's get on, shall we?" He pretended to let it go, but he was already planning on how to set his cousin up with his new friend.

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(Hello. It's been a while, hasn't it. Sorry. I really am I know I haven't posted in forever and you're probably wondering if I've just vanished off the face of the earth. Well, no, but sometimes the idea is appealing XD I'm really sorry though, I honestly am. My life is basically falling apart around me and I'm not great at handling stress at all so guess who's got anxiety...! That's another reason why I haven't been posting, been too nervous to put anything out there... sorry this is all a bit boring so I'll move on XD I tried something a bit different with these, hope you like them. I hope I've got them right as well but I think I have XD anyway, hope all you lovelies are doing alright! Hugs, kisses, lions and llamas! xxxxxxxxxxx)