Wow. It's been really long since I updated this. But I received a review even though it's been long since updated; this gave me a boost to finish it. Or at least update it. So here we go. Again I do not Own SM or Harry Potter

Stupid Cupid

Chapter 2 "Mina Love Makes Her Entrance"

"So you understand your mission, Venus?" Venus avoided the piercing gaze of the King of God's and nodded meekly. She really didn't understand, but there was no way you told the almighty Zeus to repeat himself. It was suicide.

"..I...I am to go to Earth and pose as a student…" She started haltingly, trying her best to remember his exact instructions.

Zeus looked on cancerously, obviously not pleased by her meek and stuttering explanation, "Yes, well, what else?" He prodded impatiently, tapping massive sausage like fingers on the arm of his 2 story tall golden throne. Inside, Venus quaked nervously.

"Um...cough. . . I am to disguise myself as a transfer student named M..Mina Love and…and.." She faltered, her insides twisting. She had forgotten completely.

Zeus sighed loudly, the windows of the throne room shaking in its wake. "It is obvious you do not take after your mother." He growled under his breath. Venus reddened and dozens of fitting words to call the god before her started rushing through her head. But she managed to keep her calm, looking away in shame. "No, my lord, it seems I am not."

Zeus chuckled suddenly, his weathered and stormy face becoming one more jovial. "Heh, Well... Good."

Venus's head snapped up and looked at him in utter bewilderment. "W...what?"

"Your mother, bless her meddling little soul, is far to stuck on herself to recognize someone more powerful then her. It is nice to see her daughter managed to get a little bit of manners, I suppose you got that from your father?" He inquired, suddenly looking like a lovable Santa like man then a fearsome thunder throwing God. Venus managed a smile. I guess Sere was right, he is a nice God.

Her smile faltered when she thought about her father, Vulcan. Even though her parents were still married, they lived in different houses. Her father rarely saw her, since he was always at his forge working on new and better weapons for his fellow gods. He did send her lovely jewelry made from the finest gold's, but never had the time to see her. To think she gained something from her quiet and aloof father gave her both a feeling of joy and sadness. Zeus seemed to see this change in her expression and changed the subject quickly.

"So you have forgotten completely what you mission is?" his sudden words broke her thoughts and Venus looked up in surprise. Blushing she nodded furiously and looked at her toes in embarrassment. Zeus chuckled. "Ahhh… it's alright m'dear. You have a lot going through your pretty little head. I'll repeat your mission once more….."

The Great Hall was abuzz as students gathered around their respective tables, welcoming the frightened looking first years that had just been sorted into their houses. At the Gryffindor house table, Ron was currently towering over a mousey haired girl who looked terrified of the lanky redhead. "And you understand you are too keep my shoes well polished right? Like mirrors, you understand?" He said, his eyes boring holds into the girls head as she nodded obediently. She was just about to bend down and start shining when another sixth year, a pretty girl with bushy brown curls stepped in, her eyes burning with indignation.

"RONALD WEASLEY!" She shouted in his ear. The redhead winced and stuck a finger in his offended ear to try and make it stop ringing. "Cripes 'Moine, You sound like my mum." He moaned. She put on hand on her hip and the other on the 1st years shaking shoulder. "I am ashamed of you, lording over a 1st year just because you're a prefect!"

"Eh… b...but Malfoy's doing it..." Ron started to protest, jerking his thumb towards the Slytherin table where the tall thin blond who was currently surveying a 1st years buffing of his already mirror like shoes. "Faster you little imbecile!" He was yelling impatiently at the trembling boy. Hermoine just sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Since when did you care what he does? Besides Malfoy is a rancid little cockroach. I would have expected better of you." She said, her eyes looking more hurt then angry. Ron noticed this and hung his head, "Aw… Moine, I was just kidding." He turned to the little girl and tried to smile warmly, failing but still trying, as he put his hand out in a peace offering. "Look, I'm sorry ok, it was just a joke."

The girl looked apprehensive, slowly taking his offered hand and weakly shaking it before hurrying off to the end of the table where the other first years were sitting. Hermoine shook her head as she gave Ron a death glare before sitting down next to a dazed looking Harry. Ron followed suit, sitting quietly for a moment, his freckled face stormy. This silence went on for a while until Hermoine broke it, turning to Harry.

"What's on your mind Harry? You haven't sad a word for a while." She said softly, putting a hand on her friends slumped shoulder. Harry's head jerked in surprise at her sudden words and he looked up groggily at her.

"Oh… It's you. I'm fine" He smiled softly, stretching. Putting his hands behind his head lazily he looked at the ceiling, "I just had a dream last night."

This perked up Ron and Hermoine as they momentarily forgot their little tiff and turned to Harry, exchanging knowing looks. Ever since Harry's blood was used to resurrect Voldemort, Harry had been having horrid dreams whenever Voldemort felt any strong emotion. Harry noticed their apprehensive looks and chuckled.

"Actually, it wasn't Voldemort this time." He smiled softly, thinking of the glowing figure of a beautiful woman that was speaking to him in his dream. Ron and Hermoine both relaxed. Ron looked at his friend's odd expression with a question in his eyes "well… what is it then?"

Harry pondering telling them the dream he had had, but decided to keep it to himself. "I don't remember much, but I do know something is going to happen. Something Big." He said cryptically, turning from his friends towards the front hall where Dumbledore was calling the room to attention. Harry could barely hold back a chuckle when he heard Ron quip behind him, "well, don't tell Trelawney, or your death will be the "big thing""

Dumbledore looked out at the crowd of chattering students over the top of his half-moon spectacles with a small smile on his wrinkled face. It was like being a proud grandfather to thousands of little grandchildren. Even though some, he pointedly looked at Draco, who was currently ignoring his call to attention completely, were far from desirable grandchildren. Raising his hands, he hushed the crowd to silence. "I am very sorry to disturb your merrymaking, but it seems I have forgotten a very important announcement."

The students looked apprehensive; murmurs resonated through the crowd, wondering what Dumbledore could have forgotten. He smiled reassuringly at them and thought of what an aid had just told him. Hogwarts new transfer student was on her way, late of course. She apparently had fallen asleep n the train and wasn't discovered until she was already back in London. Hagrid was bringing her in. Putting his hands on the podium in front of him, Dumbledore cleared his throat.

"For the first time in many many years, Hogwarts is accepting a transfer student. She will be in the sixth year here and her name is Mina Love. Miss Love is from Beuxbaton, and hopes to find a broader selection of magic here at Hogwarts. I hope you will all accept her with open arms and treat her with the utmost hospitality during her stay here." He finished to a silent room. Clearing his throat he waited patiently for her to make her appearance. Nothing happened.

The room slowly started to whisper amongst themselves, their voices starting hushed and increasing to a dull roar as every eye in the room looked around for the illusive student. Dumbledore raised his hands for silence again, his smile a bit more tight lipped. He did not like being made a fool. "I am very sorry, but it seems there was an incident on the train and Miss Love will be a bit la…."

He was suddenly cut off when the massive doors to the great hall crashed open and the hulking form of Hagrid came stomping in. Hagrid looked tired as he stopped in front of the podium and nodded respectfully to Dumbledore. Taking a deep breath he smiled clumsily "I'm sorry we're late 'eadmaster…."

Mina, as she was now called, waited out of sight as Hagrid bombarded into the room. If she learned only one thing from her mother, it was that Goddess's of Love ALWAYS made a grand entrance. And as nice as he was, Hagrid would ruin hers if they had went in together. So on the way up she purposely dropped her purse, scattering all of her stuff, and told him to go and let the headmaster know she would be there soon. A simple spell had it done in a hurry and she was now waiting patiently in the shadows for a good time to make her appearance. She watch with a laugh on her lips as the huge hairy mortal stumbled through his apologies. He had had frightened her at first, his great bushy beard being the first thing she saw when awaking on the train. But after he treated her so well on the way to Hogwarts, she couldn't bear any ill will towards the gentle giant.

Frowning she thought of what had happened on the train. She told everyone she had fallen asleep, but that was for from the truth. Frowning she thought back to what had happened.

Flashback

Mina sat alone in her own private compartment pondering a simply wrapped package that was sitting on her lap. Her hands were trembling as she gripped the paper, as if she was unsure if she should open it.

It had been thrust into her hands by one of the many gods and goddess's surrounding her as she left Heaven. At first she thought it was just some home made Manna some well wisher gave her as a going away gift. But she only had to see the broad script her name was written in across the front to know who it was from.

"Daddy." She whispered his forbidden name as she looked lovingly at the package. Her mother threw a fit last time Venus had called her hated husband by such a loving name, especially since Venus never called her mother anything but "Mother". Her fit of jealousy was so extreme that Venus hadn't uttered the loving nickname since. But the small package in her hands was a link to the forever absent father that she loved despite herself.

Taking a deep breath, she tried to detach herself from the sentimental value of the paper and open the package. It was probably a simple piece of jewelry she would never wear, but still, she would love it anyways. Finally she took another breath and tore open the package. Inside was a beautifully carved wooden box depicting herself as a child in her father's arms. It was so beautifully and lovingly carved she felt tears sting at her eyes. After several minutes of staring at it, wishing she could go back to that time, she found the strength to open the box. Inside was a small slip of paper and a large copper coin about the size of her palm. It was attached to a long copper linked chain.

"Another necklace" She thought glumly, deep inside she had hoped for something more sentimental then simple jewelry. Picking up the note she unfolded its symmetrical creases slowly until she could read the short message written in her father's strong and bold script.

My Darling Daughter

It is with great regret that I could not see you off. I was not notified that you were leaving until this morning

Mina frowned at this. Mother, your meddling ways will be the death of you she cursed silently in her head before returning to the letter

I have faith that you will succeed beautifully as the next Goddess of Love, but to help you on your mission, I have decided to give you a family treasure. It is known as the Coin of Janice. A very powerful weapon that I hope you will only use in the greatest time of need.

"It's a weapon then?" Mina frowned as she picked up the medallion and looked at it in curiosity. One side was carved a grinning old mans face, his smile drawn up so far it was comical. Turning it over she looked at the other side, this time it was the same old man, but his face was pulled down in a twisted frown. Shivering, she returned it to the smiling side and went back to the letter.

Remember this chant when you use it

When Janice smiles in Joy, enemies shall bow in fear

When Janice turns to a frown, their end is surely near

Be careful and remember that I am always looking down at you from above.

Love,

Your "Daddy"

Mina put the paper down sadly. She had hoped he would write more, but that was the end of the letter. Carefully, she folded the paper back up and slid it into the inside pocket of her black robe. Picking up the coin she studied the old mans smiling face. I wonder what he means… she thought to herself, as she traced the old mans wild grin with a slender manicured finger. Picking it up she held it up to the light and recanted the chant in the letter, "When Janice Smiles in Joy, Enemies shall bow in fear… I wonder what that me…."

Mina didn't have a chance to finish her sentence before the words were ripped from her lips. Looking at the coin she saw that mouth was open wide, maniacal laughter filling the compartment as she felt herself being pulled in. It felt like her very soul was being sucked from her body. Suddenly, just as she thought she was going to die, everything went black.

End Flashback

Looking down at the crease in her shirt where the medallion was hidden, Mina shivered. She had woken up hours later, face to face with the burly half-giant. She had promptly fainted. Another hour later, she awoke again, managing to calm herself down and explain that she was late. The giant told her that he knew, and that he was there to get her. He then whisked her off in some odd flying contraption and now here she was waiting in the shadows for the bumbling man to finish rambling so she could make a first impression that would make her mother proud.

She heard him start to explain what had happened and took that as her cue. Straitening her hair and cloak she smiled inwardly Showtime

"Well, sir, you see, she was on her way 'ere when…" Hagrid was stumbling like usual over his words, wringing a beaten up old hat in his large rough hands. He looked so small, despite being a half giant. Harry felt sorry for his old friend. He felt a twinge of anger towards the transfer student; somehow he felt Hagrid's discomfort was her fault.

Hagrid was still stuttering when a voice spoke from the back of the room, soft but clear.

"It's alright Hagrid, I can explain myself" the voice said gently. The room was filled with the scraping of benches and the rustling of cloth as the entire student body turned to face the person responsible. Harry's heart jumped into his throat as his eyes gazed upon one of the most beautiful women he had ever laid eyes on. No one, not even Cho, was as lovely as the angel before him.

She started forward, as if in slow motion, flipping her long shiny golden locks behind her like a model. Harry wondered if she was a Veela, but she was so graceful and elegant, next to her a Veela was frumpy. As she walked past him, she turned, and their eyes met. Brilliant eyes in a shade of blue that was not from this earth gazed into his own dazed green ones. The meeting of eyes lingered for a moment before she turned, whipping her golden hair behind her.

Harry turned slowly to look at Ron. It wasn't surprising that Ron was staring too, his mouth open and drooling a little. Hermoine stared at the two boys, her face twisted in annoyance "Really, you two. It's just another half-Veela, like Ron's beloved Fleur." She sneered, obviously disgusted more by Ron's lusting stare then Harry's. But surprisingly, Ron didn't even flinch or blush like usual at the mention of her name; he was too involved in following the beauties movements.

"No…Moine...Your...Wrong." Harry said slowly. "She is something different….Something special." He whispered, half to himself and half to his friends.

"Oh, right. She is so beautiful she is more special then the rest of us." Hermoine sneered, but her razor wit failed to reach either of the boys. Sighing, she threw up her hands turning away from them. It was then Harry heard her exclaim loudly in aggravation. "God, Even MALFOY is staring."

Harry turned, eyebrows raised towards the Slytherin table. Sure enough, the Slytherin Prince was staring. Not with a gaping and drooling mouth like Ron, but his eyes were wide and fixed on the girls movements. That was obvious. It didn't help that Pansy Parkinson's piggy little face was twisted into an angry pout. Apparently, Mr. High and Mighty could succumb to lust like everyone else. Harry turned back to the front when Dumbledore's voice broke everyone's concentration.

"I see…. Then you must be…" The elderly Headmaster started. The girl cut him off, something that normally would have sent Harry into a fit of anger, but for some reason, nothing she did seemed wrong.

The girl smiled and bowed slightly as she interrupted the headmaster. She seemed to know that all eyes, both loving and angry were fixed on her. With a lovely smile gracing her lips, she spoke clearly and assertively, "Mina Love. Yes I am. I take it I am a bit late."

End Chapter 2

Alright, I hope that keeps you all at bay for a bit. I have read the 6th book, but this doesn't have anything to do with it except maybe that Harry is now Quidditch Captian. Everyone thank my 12 reviewers, especially Bluprncess1 for reminding me that people still read this story. And too all the Mythology nitpickers who had a heyday with my story, sorry. I haven't had a mythology class for over 6 years and I am very rusty. Just remember it is an AU story so I have played with it. Oh and it is the story of Eros and Pysche, not Daphne. My Bad.

Don't know when the next one is coming out, so be prepared. And very afraid.

Fiona X