"Hell yeah! Get in! Wooo!" Marco pumped his fist as Trent held the snitch in his fingers aloft above his head and the stadium erupted with screams and chants of Ravenclaw! They'd won the match and Marco had stopped in mid-air as well as everyone else on the pitch, turning to where their seeker had called out in triumph.
So he failed to see the rogue bludger heading his way and failed to duck before it smacked him up side the head.
"M-Mina?" Marco groaned as he blinked his eyes open and rubbed at his head, wincing as the movement hurt his arm too. He vaguely remembered bleeding and Mina healing him and then...
Merde. He hated being a fainter. It was embarrassing, but when his mere had sent him to be checked up all they'd said was that it was his blood pressure or something. He didn't know...he didn't care. He just wished it didn't happen.