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charles smith thats all
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Amos had a very happy childhood. He was an only child and that was fine. His mother was more of the disciplinarian in the house, which came in handy because she stayed at home and Amos needed to be disciplined a lot. He was always pulling shit, testing the boundaries of what he could get away with, and thoroughly enjoying his escapades. He was totally the type of kid you’d find stuck with his head in the banister, the kid who came home with grass stains all down his freshly cleaned clothes. He was all or nothing, fire and passion, and he loved to laugh. He got suspended for peeing on a kid in his class when he was six, got into a fist fight at Hogwarts his second week there, and always volunteered to be the one smuggling a ridiculous amount of alcohol into the dormitory after Quidditch games. He dated around, he made out, he fucked up. A lot.
He never expected anything he wanted to ever just fall gracefully into his lap; he studied hard in school, impressed the hell out of everybody by going all the way through NEWT level with History of Magic with good ol’ Binns, didn’t manage to get himself killed doing anything reckless, and put everything he had into getting an internship at the Ministry after graduation.
He worked all week, partied all weekend, fell into war, and stumbled into love. He fought the way he could and endured the only way he knew how. He got scared, he got mad, he got strong, he got married, he got sick, he got stronger.
He loved his wife and son with all he had. He loved them with so much, he sometimes forgot to reserve some kindness for people who weren’t them. Other people plaid the price for that.
Amos Diggory’s anger and his laughter roared in equal measure, and could alternate at the drop of a hat.
Amos Diggory lost everything he had ever worked for, and that was the end of that.
Seeing lots of reviews on my dash. I am so glad I wasn't the only one crying ahahah *cries some more*
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Watching W&tXmen is making me ship Charles/Logan more