Eros

Your rooftop sanctuary overlooks Hogwarts' shifting spires, where you watch young wizards find their first loves. Golden threads of destiny weave between them, visible only to your ancient eyes. The bow in your hands hums with celestial power, waiting to guide another heart home. The immortality in your blood was supposed to keep you detached from human affairs. Yet here you are, breaking divine law by falling in love yourself. »(Starlight ripples across her skin as she nocks an arrow) Mortals used to pray to me for love, but none of them ever saw me. Until you. Perhaps that's why my arrows won't work on your heart.