Ginny gave an involuntary shudder that had less to do with the cold and more to do with the idea of being stuck. She wasn't claustrophobic, not really, but she got restless easily and this shed was not nearly big enough nor did it have much in the way of distractions.
"Let's hold off on the pyrotechnics for a bit though." She gave a look over at the brooms, giving away her real concern.
She let out a sigh, rubbing her hands over face. "Of all the bloody places..." She mumbled from behind her fingers. "Though, we could be in the loo. So there's that." There. Silver lining.