Love Potion # 69
Disclaimer: Nothing to do with MI or Ms. Clare. And I still don't own CoG so I have to keep myself busy.
Place: Brooklyn
Time: Twilight
People: Magnus and Clary
The door bell chimes as Clary looks at her reflection in the glass checking on her hair. A few moments later the door opens and Magnus is standing there all smiles and glitter starts raining down on the both of them. When Magnus focuses on Clary he reaches for her shoulder as if to push her inside and welcome the person in back of her, but she is alone. Clary stumbles through the threshold and stops next to Magnus. She turns around to see what he was looking for, but she doesn't see anyone either. Then Magnus looks at Clary with a very sad face and walks away from her inside his home. Clary shuts the door, shakes off the glitter confetti and follows Magnus.
"Sorry, Magnus. It's just me." said Clary.
"Um." replies Magnus while he slumps onto his couch and snaps his fingers then holds a wine glass with a deep red liquid in it. Clary presumes it is wine.
"May I have a glass of wine too, please?" asks Clary?
"What?" questions Magnus then he realizes her attempt at conversation.
"Oh, my little Shadowhunter, this is not the kind of wine you would enjoy. It is made bitter with arsenic. It won't bother me, I'm immune to it and it is just my dry sense of humor to want a glass after what just occurred." said Magnus.
"You were looking for Alec." said Clary probably being too honest.
"Alec." said Magnus, finally smiling with the name on his lips. Magnus stared off into another world or another time.
"Maybe I can call him and tell him to come over." urges Clary wanting to be helpful.
"No my dear, but thank you." said Magnus, melancholy setting in.
"Magnus?" asked Clary tentatively.
"Hmm?" responded Mgnus, now swirling the poison in his glass.
"I wondered if I may ask a favor." said Clary.
"What's that?" asked Magnus, still not looking in Clary's direction.
"Can you make a love potion?" asked Clary. This did peak Magnus' interest and he smirked while he looked at her. Then he spoke.
"Clary, sit down next to me." said Magnus. "I want to explain some facts of life to you."
:No, Magnus, this is not what you are thinking." interrupted Clary.
"Oh, I think I know exactly what you are thinking. I've been around a bit more then you, my dear. In fact, I've known you since you were a little girl. Not that very long ago. And let me give you some "fatherly" advice." said Magnus.
"Magnus, I don't want you to make a potion to make Jace fall in love with me." said Clary.
"Good, because you would be disappointed." said Magnus. "Maybe you have grown up a little. What do you want ?"
"I want to be able to tell Jace how I feel about him." said Clary.
"Tell him." said Magnus. "OK, glad that is done, good to see you. Say hello to all the little Shadowhunters down at the Institute. Give a special hello to you-know-who." rambled Magnus, then he downed his drink.
"No, wait" spoke Clary in a hurry before Magnus escorted her out of his home. They stopped where they stood. " Why would I be disappointed if I gave Jace a love potion?" asked Clary, looking innocent.
"Well, first of all he already loves you, dearest. Second, if you artificially drug him to act one way, then when the potion wears off.... you know how magic feels when it wears off." said Magnus.
"Yes, I do. It is confusing and cloudy. All the lies." said Clary slowly and sadly.
"Lies and love do not mix." said Magnus.
"Magnus?" asked Clary "Do you love Alec?"
"Yes, I do." said Magnus.
"And does he love you?" asked Clary.
"He is just learning what love is, like you. I can only hope." said Magnus.
"Why can't you do more?" asked Clary in a very quiet voice.
"I don't want to, I have known love in many different lights except one." said Magnus.
"So, in a way, you are still learning yourself." said Clary. "Teaching an old dog, new tricks." snickered Clary.
"Please don't call me a old dog." moaned the 19 year old looking Magnus. "With the werewolves you hang out with, it is an insult to me. "
"Magnus!" shouted Clary with a huge smile on her face. The ice finally has been broken.
"OK, let me think of a poison you may enjoy!" said Magnus and with a twist of his wrist he held a fruit smoothie with many fruits all around the edge of the large glass. They sat back down on the sofa. Clary sipping her drink. Then she thought of something.
"Instead of a love potion, I was wondering if..." said Clary.
(What, oh what could Clary be planning? Will Magnus go along with it?)