You've had enough.

It started out as a perfectly normal day with decent lessons. You woke up feeling fresh as a daisy, you had a good breakfast, and you weren't late for History of Magic. In fact, you were one of the first in class, but then as the clock struck nine, you were still the only one in class. Professor Binns was nowhere in sight, and neither were your classmates. Puzzled, you took out your timetable. It looked fine, except you couldn't help but sense some sort of aura around it.

Taking out your wand, you tapped your timetable, "Revelio."

The altered timetable changed back into the original one, and you bolted straight out of the room, down the stairs and to the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom.

An idiot thought it was a good idea to play a prank on you.

Luckily for you, Professor Dumbledore was kind enough to let you in and he continued teaching as though nothing had happened. Sweaty and flustered from the run earlier, you buried your face into your textbook, hoping that none of your classmates would look at you. Unfortunately, you could feel the intensity of the stare of twenty pairs of eyes on you. You sank deeper into your seat.

You thought one small prank was enough, try a Peeves size prank. During the lunch hour, Peeves dumped buckets of water filled with Frog Spawn Soap onto unsuspecting students, and that included you. Your robes were soaked such that they stuck to your skin and you had no choice but to return to your dormitory to change into a new one. Apparently many of your dorm mates had been targeted as well, as many of them were crowded in front of the entrance to your common room, jostling past one another to get in.

By the time you were changed into a dry set of clothes, lunch hour was over and you had no choice but to head for your Care of Magical Creatures class with an empty stomach. As you ignored the growl that your body gave for what seemed to be the umpteenth time, someone bumped into you and walked past as if nothing happened. Hissing and rubbing your sore arm, you whipped around and called out to him.

"Hey! Watch where you're going, would you?"

The student didn't look back, but seemed to hurry along his way faster than before. You rolled your eyes and as you took a few more steps, and you suddenly remembered where you had seen that tuff of hair before. It was Theseus, one of your friends, and for some reason he wasn't with you the entire day, which he should be like any other day. You and him went for almost all your classes together.

If this was part of another prank to ignore you, you made a mental note to slap him when you got the chance.

By the time you got to class, you found Theseus at the far end of the group, that is, the far end away from you. Why was he ignoring you on a day like this? The past few years of April Fools, he was always there to protect you from any sort of prank, but this year he left you on your own, vulnerable to any attack. No wonder you've already been prank a hundred times today.

Okay, that was an exaggeration, but you've had it with all the pranks. You can't deal with one more.

Yet one more was what you had to deal with.

Another idiot decided it was a brilliant idea to set a bunch of nifflers loose, and someone had hid a bunch of shiny stuff in dirty, muddy areas. The class had been instructed to chase those pesky creatures down, and by doing so you've gotten your previously clean robes dirty again. And for some reason, there seemed to be fifty nifflers on the loose because by the time the class was done, dinner was half over and you had a feeling you would miss another meal.

You stomped back to the common room, not caring about the muddy tracks you were leaving behind. You were exhausted, dirty, hungry and most importantly, so fed up with the day that you thought perhaps you would just go to bed, not without checking for any bed bombs. Your stomach didn't even have the energy to growl anymore so it was best to conserve the remaining energy you had. You got changed into a fresh set of comfy, sleeping clothes and was just about to tuck yourself in when you heard a knock on the dormitory door.

"It's nothing," you told yourself, "Just another prank that you don't need to get involved in."

The knock was heard again, and again, and despite ignoring it for the fifth time, it persisted. Groaning, you brought yourself to your feet and trudged over to the door. You pressed your ear against it, in case there was a bomb ticking behind, and once you deemed it safe, you opened it.

The first thing that greeted Theseus was a slap on his face.

"Ow! (Y/N)! What was that for?"

You shut the door in his face and stood there, waiting for him to go, but he didn't seem to give up.

"Sorry," he said through the door in a calmer voice, "Was I disrupting something? (Y/N)?"

When you didn't reply, he asked again, "(Y/N)? Open up please, I would really like to know what's wrong."

Rolling your eyes, you did as he said. He gave you an innocent smile while pressing against the pain on his cheek, but when he noticed the frown on your face, he asked, "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong?" You scoffed, "I'll tell you what's wrong."

And you repeated your entire day of doom to him.

"I was late for DADA because someone charmed my timetable, Peeves decided to throw a pond party, some nifflers decided to play hide-and-week in the mud, I had to change my robes twice and the last meal I had was sixteen hours ago. Why don't you infer what's wrong from that?"

Theseus was rendered speechless, and you took the chance to say, "Also, where in Merlin's name were you the whole day?"

"I..." he started, but as you gave him your most intimidating glare, he couldn't finish his sentence.

"I thought so too," you responded to his lack of response, "So if you're not here to make my day better in any way, I suggest you leave me to sleep the pain off, thank you very much."

"No, (Y/N)," Theseus refused to back down, "I'm here for a reason."

Raising a brow, you gestured for him to go on.

He fiddled with his thumbs as he asked, "I was wondering if you wanted to go out tomorrow, you know, since tomorrow's Hogsmeade day."

Your confusion showed on your face, "Don't we go out every Hogsmeade day?"

Theseus shook his head, and then realised he was doing the wrong thing and nodded instead, "Yeah, yeah, we do, but I thought we could go as something else, you know, more than...this."

His finger gestures towards you and back to him and you realised what he was talking about. Your heart started to beat slightly faster and your ears started to drown out every other sound, but then you remembered what day it was. With a look of betrayal on your face, you turned your back against him and sat on your bed.

Theseus shuffled over to you, unsure of how to act. He carefully took a seat next to you and ask in a soft voice, "Was it something I said? I mean, we don't have to if you're not ready yet or-"

"This is another prank, isn't it?" You asked, trying to hide your voice breaking. As you've said, you've had enough of these pranks and if this was one of them, Theseus had gone too far. Toying with your feelings was one of the worst pranks one could do.

"Wha-what makes you say that?"

"Do you have any idea what day it is?"

"Friday?"

You turned around to face him despite the tears welling up in your eyes, "Look me in the eye and tell me you don't know what day it is."

He stared straight into your eyes and you tried not to blink.

"I do not know what day it is."

"Swear it on Newt."

Slightly taken aback, Theseus put up his two fingers and said, "I swear on Newt's dissected creatures that I do not know what day it is."

You couldn't help but let out a giggle before pointing to the calendar on your bedside. Theseus stretched his neck and finally it dawned on him why you were so pissed off.

"Oh."

"Did you not realise the school descending into chaos?"

He shook his head, "No, not really. I thought it was a normal day. I had to help Professor Dumbledore with some tasks."

"Merlin, Theseus, you're so observant."

Theseus wipes off the tear that had fallen onto your cheek, "I'm sorry I wasn't there for you."

You smiled, "It's okay. Sorry for slapping you."

Theseus pointed at his cheek, "It's made of steel, no harm done."

You faked a laugh and threw your pillow at him. He caught it just as it impacted his face, only to find that you had made your way to the door.

"Where're you going?"

"Food," you replied simply, "It's a source of happiness and comfort. You coming?"

Theseus got to his feet, "Why do I need to come?"

"Because," you said as you walked out with him following behind, "one, you know how to sneak into the kitchen."

"Okay, first of all that's because I have prefect duties and I need to know-"

"Two," you interrupted him, "I need someone to shield me from the pranks, the day's not over yet."

"Who said I would take the prank for you?"

"Three," you turned to face him with a playful grin, "You need to earn that trip to Hogsmeade with me."

Theseus stopped in his tracks, "Wait, are you agreeing to go out with me?"

You winked and grabbed his hand, which fit perfectly in yours, and exit the common room, leaving Theseus' face terribly flushed and your heart beating terribly fast.