Lennox winced as she was hit with a bludger. She hated that part of quidditch, well only when she got hit of course. The Slytherin girl glared at the beater before flying over to grab the quaffle as it was tossed back into play. She tucked it under her arm, almost ignoring the weather now..almost. She flew towards the opposite goal, not going to let a bludger stop her.