As his team lined up at the door, Sioni found himself smiling. They were all trying to get their head around his crazy scheme and, because of that, weren’t worrying too much about the fog. Sioni would do the worrying about that. But the mood was different. Lighter. Then T.J piped up.

 "You know, we probably should have started eyes closed practices much sooner."

Sioni snorted but reached over to give the blonde a pat on the shoulder. “You’re right there, fach. But, ‘cause we haven’t, like, I’ll let you keep your eyes open, just in case you can see anything, like.”

He turned at the door and looked back down the double line of players. “Max is right. The rest of you, say any bloody think you like up there. Random, like. Only Shane does bell noises. The rest of you …. I don’t know., Honk like geese. Cheer. Whistle. Anything. At the very least we’ll have Gryffindor laughing so much they’ll miss their passes. And if they miss one goal because of that, and we win, it will be worth it. So let’s go have fun, like, and win this thing!”



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