amos diggory

who’d have thought it? if a fourteen year old mary had known this would happen, she’d have been ecstatic. now, however, she felt her heart leap in her chest, exhaling wisps of white crystals in the cool night air. the tugging smile that graced her features ceased to waver as her hands ran up to his neck, pressing deeper against his lips as the pair moved. 

This was different, it would off been different if they were fourteen and this was just someones first kiss but it wasn’t. He had felt her arms moved as his arms had travelled down her tiny frame with his fingers rested on the small of her back, driving alot by the need to want her which building up for along time and the fire whiskey in his system. Amos had let a small groan past his lips “I need you.” he told her against his lips.

she couldn’t help it — at his comment, she dissolved into a soft giggle against the boy’s lips. by this point, her hands had found their way to his shoulders, the smaller girl stretching up slightly to reach him properly. “someone’s gotta do it,” mary managed to retort between breaths, the smile that twitched the corners of her lips upward never fading.

He had moved his hand off her thigh as over to her hip, before falling back into the sand to make the levels abit more even before he couldn’t help but grin against her lips. “I’m glad its you.” He mumbled as his kisses had got abit deeper, just wanting abit more and more of the girl with every kiss.

for a moment, mary was speechless. however, didn’t last long: words soft and playful, she spoke again. she couldn’t quite determine what she was feeling — but whatever it was, she wanted more. “now you kiss me properly.” reaching out, she cupped his jaw with one hand, bridging the gap between them and pressing her lips to his. 

Amos was surprised when he had heard that she practically wanted more but he wasn’t going to stop. His head was foggy with firewhiskey and his body was telling him to go for more. “So bossy.” He mumbled against her lips, moving his lips against hers as he had placed his hand gently on her thigh as hes lips danced against hers

eyes wide, she gazed at him from behind long lashes. “tell me about it — “ with a soft shake of her head, mary moved to speak, to say something, to address it, to try and make sense of what he’d just admitted. however, she was cut off suddenly by an unexpected move: at the sensation of his lips against hers, she froze for a split second. 

Amos had kissed her once before, of course on the cheek and was clearly joking but he was slightly intoxicated but the move he had just made felt completely different. He had moved his lips against hers for a brieft second before leaning back slightly. “Now what?” he muttered softy.

“i’ll take your word for it. you probably know best anyway, with how often you spend looking at yourself in the mirror.” bambi looked around cluelessly, trying to spot their dada partner with no luck. “could you help me find someone, actually?”

Amos had stepped aside as he motioned for the girl to come in. “Clearly your friend or person isn’t in here.”

“ not that he does, but either way, what my boyfriend likes or dislikes is none of your concern. it’s mine. now surely you had something better than that to say. ”

“So he does? Yah know, I kinda got the feeling that he was that type of person.”

“ — you’re being serious.” even mary, half a bottle of firewhiskey later, was able to pick up on that fact. she sat up slightly, turning to properly face the boy; dark eyes wide, her lips curled up unintentionally as her gaze landed on his shadowed features.

“I know it’s a rare occasion.” He commented softy, he wasn’t sure if it was the fire whiskey talking or what now. However, he was aware that the secret had fallen out but he couldn’t take his feelings back, so he just did what he did best. Amos had leant in closer to mary as he gently placed his lips on hers. 

“ — you think i’m here to shag you? cute, but no. fortunately for me, i have standards… and a boyfriend. “  

“Your boyfriend properly likes things inserted up his ass.”

“you’re such an idiot. how have i been able to live with you for seven years.”

“it’s my charm and good witty skill that you love.”

“that’s the first time i’ve ever heard you admit it,” the girl confessed, smile widening. legs drawn up, her chin rested on her knees as she tilted her head to look at him. “now you’re the one kidding,” mary brushed it off with a laugh. “pull the other one, diggory.”

“i’m being completely serious!” amos told her casually before he had finished the bottle as he looked at the girl. “you where the only one who could keep up with me, i respected that.”

“i was just looking for someone, but i guess this is the wrong dorm,” bambi sighed, “no need to be all grumpy with me.”

“unless you wanna come in anyway? i’m harmless and look amazing without a shirt on.”

“ you’re really just waiting here for a girl to show up here in the off chance that she’s desperate enough to shag you? that’s a whole new level of desperate. ”

“are you calling yourself desperate?”

“i live in this dorm too, diggory. i’m sure there are plenty of hot single girls in the common room though.”

“no, see that box. its your belongings.”

“i dunno,” she stated casually, the corners of her lips curving into a wicked smile. “ — you’re still pretty annoying to me.” with a chuckle, she gave his elbow a teasing nudge. “i’m not kidding. i’m so over it,” she defended.

“You always know.” Amos said casually as he couldnt help but laugh as he had looked at the bottle of firewhiskey, which was near empty. “You do know, your wee crush was felt both ways. We could of been something great yah’know.” he rambled casually. 

“kinda hot, very single, but not a chick.”

“Then what do you want?”