He didn't recognise the face or the voice. He wasn't even sure what was being said for a moment, all he could focus on was the pain. The burning in his belly, like fire, like hot metal stabbed through his gut, sizzling through his flesh as the spell coiled around inside him.
He grabbed Neville's wrists and pressed his friend's hands to his stomach. It could've been anyone, it could've been Alecto, he didn't care. He couldn't take any more pain. "Make it stop!" Seamus begged, screamed, writhing on the ground, "Ple-please just stop!"