Disclaimer: I do not own this book. All rights belong to Cassandra Clare

To understand this you need to go back to the first book in the immortal instruments series when Clary meets Hodge for the first time.

Clary POV

I saw a man in the seat in the library.

"No it couldn't be..." I thought, "I didn't know up until this moment where my dad had based Hodge. I just hope that he doesn't recognise me. It could undo all the work that I had done before this, my careful concealment of who I was from the other Shadowhunters."

"A book lover I see." Hodge said smiling at me

"Thank God he didn't recognise me. Now it means that I just have to keep up this tireless charade, that almost got me killed by a Ravener and then exposed for what I was."

I stifled a gasp as Hodge rose, his left shoulder looked strangely misshapen. Then I realised that it was a bird. "Ahh yes, this is Hugo," he said to me.

"HUGO! I think he means Hugin, that Valentines bird. So he's still in touch with my father...hmm interesting."

"And I believe that I still haven't introduced myself, I am Hodge Starkweather, and I am a professor in history and teach at this institute."

"Well, if he could keep up this charade then so could I"

"Clary Fray," I said by means of introducing myself.

"Honoured to make your acquaintance, and I'd be even more honoured if you'd be able to tell me how you killed a Ravener with your bare hands?" he said by means of a question.

"OK, this is where it counts," I thought to myself, "time to act the clueless mundie. "I didn't kill it with my bare hands, it was well I don't quite know what it was, this thing of Jace's. I shoved it down it's throat and it started choking," I said in a wide eyed, clueless voice.

"She means my sensor," said Jace.

"Well of course I do idiot! I am not a total moron. But this is what I wanted, this is what the act was for, I never want Valentine to find me so I need to gain there trust."

"Hmm," muttered Jace, then louder he said, "This means that I'm going to need a new sensor"

"You can't be serious," a new voice said from the corner, "can you actually believe that story?" it continued, dripping with contempt.

"Shit someone's seen through my act,well it was all to good to be true."

"I mean, look at the size of her, she's tiny, and a mundie too at that," the speaker of the voice emerged, he had jet-black hair, and high pale coloured skin, with startling blue eyes, that were glaring at her hostile.

"Phew he didn't see through my act he just doesn't think a mundie could achieve such a thing, and I must say I couldn't agree with him more"

Ok so what do you think? This is my first FF so please be nice