Gryffindor v. Hufflepuff. 

Pete v. Lindsay

Caitlin v. Sioni 

Millie v. Boy Skrumpkin

That spacey hufflepuff v. Her attention span

This was already set up to be the most interesting match of the season. But with the added effect of he thick, eeire fog, Nat was pretty sure hands down this match would be the best. Probably the longest too. It would likely take Millie and that Dunway girl forever and a day to find the snitch. This was going to be a lot of fun. Nat was almost literally bouncing in excitement. Which was good, because Pete didn't seem nearly excited enough for this match. 

"Pete." Nat said, yanking on his gloves. "We practice a million days a week. We don't practice that hard to lose." Besides, Nat was not losing to Rhys ap Emerys whatever. There was a small chance the Welsh 'puff might misplace his Caitlin frustration on to Nat. Also Nat was a taller target than either of the other chasers, and would be easier to make out in the thick fog. 

There was no way he was making it out of match to anywhere but the hospital wing, Caitlin was avoiding him, and that Brittany girl had been stalking him all week, and he was still in a good mood. "Really Pete, cheer up mate. It's good."

And since Pete was quickly being all Quidditch Monster-ey again, Nat took it upon himself to keep the team in better spirits. He avoided talking to Caitlin, as she had clearly not wanted to talk to him. Instead his cheering abilities were focused on the youngest member of the team.

He patted Millie on the head lightly. "Don't worry Skrump-ette. You'll get it. Pete's right. You're ready for this. You're like twelve, and the best seeker I can name." He smirked, holding his broom over one shoulder. "If that's not enough, you're way smaller than Dunway. Just wait for someone to accidentally hit a bludger at her."