Quidditch was nice. She'd gotten a little lost on her way to the pitch, though it almost had less to do with the fog and more to do with that she was pretty sure that she saw a will o' wisp over there and just had to find out. Thankfully, Max had caught her and brought her back the right direction. This was especially good as she'd been going the wrong direction in the first place. 

The fog was not a good sign for Hufflepuff. It was not a good sign, indeed. But she had made it to the pitch on time and had her yellow and black uniform on, and her lucky headband on her head, and her broom in one hand. 

Now came the hard part. Listening to Sioni make a last minute plan to deal with the fog. She took a neutral spot, between Shane and Skrumpkin. First, she stood on her toes, focusing on her breathing, and how it went up and down with his words. This was going to be okay. They were going to play quidditch in fog so thick that they were going to have no idea what was going on. "Is pea soup even any good? Shouldn't pea soup be green? This fog is very clearly grey." she whispered to Shane. 

"It isn't that bad. is it? Where we have to play with our eyes closed?" She asked. To her, this seemed like a silly plan. She stood on one leg, then the other. "You know, we probably should have started eyes closed practices much sooner." She mused, standing on her toes again. "I think Pete hits harder than Lindsay, she's much more accurate. And she's prettier. I like her hair. Pete has weird ears."