By StarLaughter
PrologueGinny Weasley grinned wickedly to herself as she contemplated the havoc she was about to unleash.
"Fred and George will be proud. Someone has to continue their legacy, who better than another Weasley?" she mused to herself, staring down at the strange creature sitting on her upturned palm.
It was small, about 4 inches in height with leathery wings sprouting from it's back. It had an ugly face with close-set features, which put Ginny in mind of a certain Slytherin girl who was constantly draping herself off the arm of Draco Malfoy.
She had thought that a cupid would have been, well, prettier. She knew all those muggle clichés of a diaper wearing winged baby with heart tipped arrows were rubbish, much like the cackling, ugly wart inflicted hags that stereotyped witches.
But still, she was a little disturbed that the physical embodiment of love looked like a mini hellish fiend, with razor sharp teeth reminiscent of a vampire.
"Oh well, doesn't matter what you look like I suppose, as long as you do your job." The cupid tilted its head to the side, granting her a devilish little smile that exposed its offending dentures. "Bet you're looking forward to this, aren't you?" She swore she discerned a glint in the creature's eye. "It's time for you to start making this day a little more interesting." And with that, she muttered the incantation that rendered it invisible to all but her; it's summoner and tossed it into the air in one fluid movement.
"This should be fun."