A stands for…. Amos Diggory
A/N This is the first story in a series of alphabet drabbles with each letter standing for a person's name. This is Amos Diggory's thoughts on seeing Cedric's dead body after the Tri-wizard tournament.
I feel empty as I look at his body. 'No, no, no, this can't be happening, he isn't dead.' I repeat in my mind. 'It's all a prank. Harry is just pranking me for rubbing in his face, that my son won against him in Quiddicth.'
I can see Harry talking to Dumbledore, a look of fear and sadness mingled on his face. But he's not dead. He can't be. It's just a prank, that's all it is.
But as I walk down the Quiddicth field a thought crosses my mind. He doesn't prank. My son was never a prankster. As I run past everyone, I can't hear a thing.
I don't care that Mad-Eye is taking Harry or that Dumbledore looks worried. I just care about my son. And as I kneel beside him, I can only think of one thing. Cedric Diggory is dead
. As I kneel there, I do one thing I haven't done in a long time. I cry.