"So... you're a wizard, Harry?"
"Like we haven't heard that before."
The ultimate face off: Shadowhunters vs. Wizards. The two groups of teenagers stand opposing each other -sizing the other group up- within the Room of Requirement. The Wizards, dressed all in black robes, brandished their wands readily at the intruders. The Shadowhunters, a mixture of leather (in the wizards defence, it looked like leather), glitter and patchy jeans, simply stood confused.
"Sticks. You're pointing sticks at us." Jace incredulously stared at the 'sticks'. He could barely believe his eyes.
"They're not sticks, they're wands. Honestly, don't you lot read?"