Love potions were never really his forte. They were much too broad, too overwhelming and generally lacked the finesse George looked for in a proper prank. He would never blindly spike food at a party. How could someone have spiked these cupcakes? They had been wrapped in plastic, someone in the factory must have done something. But none of that really mattered, he'd been drugged and so had Angelina. They had-"Oh god, Angelina" He groaned miserably, running a hand though his hair. "Percy, I don't know what you're getting at, but it wasn't me."