AN: Hello!
This is not my first fanficton, but it's my first TMI story. Set around City of Bones.
And English is not my first language, so I apologize in advance for any grammar mistakes and mispellings.
I hope you enjoy it and reviews are welcome! :)

These characters aren't mine, they belong to Cassandra Clare.

When Magnus Bane opened the door of his apartment that night, he wasn't expecting to meet a group of young shadowhunters that wanted to get in his party. He didn't remember inviting them and considered to just close the door, because he has learnt in his long life that shadowhunters always meant problem. But even so, he changed his mind and sighing heavily, allowed them to come in.

He only did that because he got quite surprised by two things: the first one, he wasn't expecting to see the red-haired girl – he recognized her on the spot, but knew better them letting it show on his face – standing at this doorway without her mother after not hearing a thing about the two of them for some time. But there she was, Clary Fray, accompanied by three shadowunters and a curious mundane. It certainly was a big problem.

The second thing came when Magnus looked away from the two shadowhunters standing next to Clary. For a moment, Magnus' eyes were set on the blond – or more like golden – boy called Jace and couldn't deny that he was attractive, even though he looked a little too much confident about himself. The girl, Isabelle, was beautiful too, but the second thing that caught his attention was a pair of blue eyes.

The blue eyes belonged to a black-haired and tall boy – but not as tall as himself. Magnus bit his lower lip, like he was considering to let them in or not, but he was actually delighted: only the Angel knew how he loved that combination of blue eyes and black hair. He caught the blue-eyed – that he heard being called Alec – staring at him once or twice, but he'd look away as fast as he could when discovered. Magnus thought it amusing and felt somehow captivated by the boy, but again, he wouldn't let anything show in his cat-like eyes. So he just helped the shadowhunters as much as he could – although he didn't feel like it – and sent them home.

Magnus had spent some time thinking about Alec and wanted to see him again, but it didn't happen until the day he had received a message saying he was needed in the New York Institute as soon as possible. There he found Alec lying on a bed, unconscious and pale as ever, almost dying from demon poisoning. He managed to heal the boy and allowed him to hold his wrist until he was out of danger but too tired to stay awake. Magnus watched him asleep for a while before leaving.

Weeks later, the warlock found himself in a pub, holding a blue drink and watching the crowded dance floor. He wasn't in the mood to throw a party that night, but decided that would be good for him to go out and, possibly, find a companion. He was already flirting with some fairy and when she smiled to him. He smiled back and gestured with the glass in his hand towards her, a silent invitation to come closer and have a drink with him. The fairy's smile got bigger and she was about to cross the crowd to meet him when something else got her attention. Magnus watched while she looked to her right side and her eyes stayed there. He raised an eyebrow and followed her gaze, finding that she was staring at some blond boy who had just arrived at the place. When he looked back at the fairy, she sent him an apologetic smile and changed her direction to the newcomer. His expression darkened and blue sparkles appeared in his fingers.

"No magic can get someone's heart", said someone beside him. Magnus turned around and found a tall brunette girl standing by his side with an amused smile playing on her lips. "Only the magic of love, but I'm afraid it's beyond warlock's power. Even the High Warlock of Brooklyn".

"How can you be so sure?", Magnus smirked and took a sip of his drink. He didn't wait for an answer and sighed. "That blond boy just ruined my flirt".

"That's Jace, you know", Isabelle said and both of them were watching Jace turning the girl down and pulling a red-haired girl into the crowd with him. "And that's Clary".

"She would be fine if she had come to me. I mean, she should have, look at me", Magnus opened his arms to show his outfit: tight, bright and colourful. His eyes were painted with eye-shadow and outlined with black eye-liner, which gave him a mysterious look. His hair was spiked and glittered. "I'm irresistible!"

"Yes, Magnus, you look fabulous", Isabelle grinned. "But maybe she is more into blond guys".

Magnus shook his shoulders. "It's her loss, I don't care. I can always find someone else". Said that, he turned his body to face the dance floor again and scanned the whole place, looking for someone interesting that would catch his attention. It didn't take long and, when he spotted the person, a big smile spread across his face. "This is it".

"Quick", the girl said. "Who's it?", she turned around too and followed Magnus' gaze. She was surprised at who she had found: Alec was alone on a corner, his arms crossed over his chest and he seemed bored, angry or both. Isabelle's jaw dropped an inch and her voice was filled with doubt. "You mean the boy standing alone over there?"

"Yes", Magnus nodded. It was a happy to surprise to see Alec there.

Isabelle laughed. "That's Alec, my brother".

"So? Are you gonna play the jealous sister?" Magnus put his glass over the counter and glanced at Isabelle.

"It's not that. I just think he's beyond your powers too", she said. Magnus glared at her, quite offended, but before he could say anything, the girl just shrugged and spoke again. "I mean, you can't just kiss him tonight and that's it".

"Why not? Is anything bad about kissing?", the warlock asked, confused.

"No. It's just… You don't even know if he's into guys", Isabelle said, putting her hands in her hips.

The warlock crossed his arms over his chest. "If he wasn't, you'd have told me straight away".

Isabelle sighed loudly, feeling annoyed. "By the Angel, you're so stubborn!" Magnus, look, you won't get to kiss Alec, okay?"

Magnus opened his mouth in disbelief and shot her an annoyed look. He was behaving like a five year old kid that couldn't get the toy he wanted, but he didn't care. "Why not? What is the problem? Isabelle, it's just a kiss", his voice was a bit louder at this point.

"Magnus, it won't happen. Forget it", Isabelle shouted. Only a few people stopped to look at them and probably thought they were just a couple fighting. They both stared into each other eyes for a second, just to calm down. "I am sorry. He won't kiss you".

"Well, I have a better idea", Magnus said. "Let Alec decide it".

Isabelle looked at Magnus like he was crazy, but she knew he had a point. "Fine. But if he punches you in the face, I won't be the one to be blamed, because I told you so", she gave up, throwing her hands up her head.

"Fine", he clapped his hands happily. "And he won't punch my pretty face".

She shook her head and made a sound of disappointment with her tongue. She didn't really believe that Alec would let Magnus kiss him, but it would be fun to watch the warlock trying. That gave her an idea and she smirked. "You've got five chances, Bane. Five chances to try to kiss my brother".

Magnus glanced suspiciously at her, but he knew better then turn her offer down. "I won't need them, but I'll accept them".

She laughed. "If you are so sure… And no cheating, okay? I'll be watching you".

"I don't even need cheating, my dear Isabelle. All I need is my magnificent me", he gave her his best smile. "And, if you don't mind, I would like to start it right now". Magnus spotted Alec still in the same place and started to make his way towards him. He shot a glance over his shoulder and blew a kiss to Isabelle.