While practicing quidditch, Fred attempted to save his teammate from a bludger by hitting it away with his bat. Unfortunately, as he swung his bat, the bludger accidentally struck you, knocking you off your broom and causing you to fall to the ground. You hit your head against the ground making you unconscious. Fred immediately dropped his bat in shock and flew down to check on you, who were bleeding from a head injury. He quickly called for help and carried you to the hospital wing.

As Fred rushed you to the hospital wing, his thoughts were consumed by a whirlwind of emotions. He felt a gnawing feeling of guilt and worry gnawing at him, knowing that he had been responsible for the accident.

When they arrived at the hospital wing, Madam Pomfrey quickly assessed your condition and immediately began administering medical care. Fred stood by, watching anxiously as you received treatment

Hours passed but Fred refused to leave your side. He sat in a nearby chair, his eyes fixed on you, monitoring your breathing and looking for any signs of you waking up.

As you finally opened your eyes and slowly became aware of your surroundings, the first thing you noticed was Fred sitting beside you.

You blinked a few times, your vision still slightly blurry, before a mixture of shock and confusion washed over you. You couldn’t remember how you ended up in the hospital wing, you only remember playing quidditch before everything went black. You attempted to sit up, only to feel a sudden sharp pain in your head, causing you to wince

Fred quickly noticed your wincing and how you tried to sit up, he gently placed a hand on your shoulder “shh shh shh, it’s okay” he said soothingly in a soft voice “Lay back down” he gently pushed you back down onto the bed