Alastor Moody.
I can't believe no one came looking for me to see whether I was really dead.
The curse had hit me full in face and I had fallen off my Broom. The pain was unbearable. I had no idea how many bones in my body had been broken. My wand was missing. But I was alive though there was very little life left in me.
I had expected that atleast the Members of the Order would come looking for me. But they didn't. They left the fallen warrior to writhe in agony and the Death Eaters caught up with me once again.
I knew then, I had no chance.
