Wearing her fluffy onesie, Olivia waited around the corner from the entrance into the Gryffindor Common Room with licorice wand in one hand ready to strike. Oh yes, she was after a particular female Prefect in fact. It was after all almost the first of April. Heh. Perfect. She even had taken the time to take some mascara and draw two horizontal marks across her cheeks. She had to get into character, y'know?

She summoned a pillow nonverbally when she heard the door creak.

"PILLOW FIGHT!"

Olivia had lost the pillow fight.

..... Still worth it.