PAA – I am in total agreement there. If I remember correctly, JK Rowling waxes poetic with metaphors comparing life to a Quidditch game – The game was over, the snitch had been caught, and suddenly Harry remembers the Snitch.
It would have been much more mood appropriate for him to be thinking about Life and Death, Immortality, Master of Death, the Deathly Hallows, and let everything suddenly fall into place. It wouldn’t hurt for him to think of his dying mother.