He was falling..
He has fallen before, but never from a broom in the middle of a game, where he was keeper for the first time since he promised Ron to be his second while he was healing the leg he twisted in the first half of the play.
‚Why am I falling?‘ he asked himself.
Shortly memories came back. There was a bludger coming straight towards him and he had tried to get away because no beater had been near. But he hadn’t succeeded and was hit at the stomach. Now his ribs were aching and while coughing there seemed to be blood...
As he opens his eyes he sees the ground rushing up to him.
The last thing he remembers is someone shouting his name and then darkness.
„SEAMUS!”
tbc