Chapter 1

First I gotta say, that this is my first fanfiction ever, and I decided to write it about Magnus and Alec - my favourite couple in the Mortal Instruments. Secondly, I excuse for some grammar faults - english is not my mother tongue :) Hope you like it!

"Alec come on! Hurry up!", Isabelle was shouting through the door of her brother's room.

Alec was getting ready for the meeting with his parents and the high warlock of Brooklyn. He never had met him and had to admit, that he wasn't interested in contact with downworlders anyway - not like his sister, who spent her free time on affairs with fairies and other creatures. He had been in contact with a warlock once and swore to himself he would never ever be involved with one of them again. He was wondering how this Magnus Bane looked like. Everybody was talking about him, like he was selfish, flamboyant and absolutely crazy. According to other shadowhunters this guy was no appreciated company and very expensive if you want him to do something for you. Alec had to say that he had not the best image of the high warlock of Brooklyn and wasn't really excited to meet him. Magnus Bane. What kind of a name was that anyway?

"Alec, I'm getting impatient!" Izzys voice was loud and didn't leave time to contradict.

Quickly the young shadowhunter put on a black sweater and black baggy pants. Plus he got into black sneakers (of course black). He always told everybody, that it was his favourite colour, but in fact he just didn't want to be noticed. Alec was self concious and the only time he felt adrenaline was while training with Jace. Jace. The only person besides his sister he had ever trusted in his whole life. But this was normal for a brother, wasn't it? Alec knew that Jace wouldn't have a problem with his - well - preferences. But then he would - maybe - realize, that Alec felt more for his parabatai than he should... No! He couldn't let this happen.

Swifting in thoughts back to his clothes - Alec never had cared about what he was wearing, so didn't he this afternoon. In his opinion there were things a lot more important than wearing something that fit or looked 'stylish' in other eyes, so he didn't spend time on looking good or preparing himself for people. In general the young shadowhunter's life consisted of killing demons and saving the world. Now Alec was looking at himself in the mirror. He had gotten up a few minutes ago and so his head was looking. The black thick hair was standing up from his head in every possible direction and was impossible to be brought under control. The sheets had left a mark on his left cheek from sleeping on his face.

After a deep sigh he finally left the room and Isabelle's gaze was roaming over Alec's clothes, shaking her head with a tiny smile on her lips and an amused look in her grey eyes. She was styled like she was about to go to a party. Her hair was in a high settled ponytail and she wore a tight dress - very tight. Her face was full of make up and her lips were covered with blood red lipstick. Alec rolled his eyes and said: "Don't say anything, alright? Should I have put on eyeliner and a cocktail dress?"

She obviously didn't get the joke or didn't find it funny enough. Anyway she reproached him. "Magnus is the high warlock of Brooklyn, Alec! He's the most stylish person on damn earth, and you are wearing something like this? We have to make an impression, if we want him to help -"

Alec interrupted his little sister. "Izzy, calm down, he won't be noticing me anyway, nobody ever does."

"Come on, you know this is not true!"

"Yeah it is, and you know that!"

"What about Jace?"

"What about him? He's my parabatai, my brother, you know he doesn't feel about me the same way than I do about him, so stop talking about this topic, okay?!"

"But isn't a best friend a lot more worth than somebody who leaves you eventually in the-"

"Let it go, Isabelle."

"But - „

"Just stop!"

With a disappointed look in her eyes, she turned away and the two made their way towards the elevator. On their way to the library, Alec and Isabelle met Jace who was about to enter said elevator. They stood there in silence, when suddenly Jace turned around to his siblings and said with an amused grin: "How do you think this warlock is? I'm anxious if he really is how the others say. I've heard good things about him as well - I mean, from vampires - but good ones!"

Alec and Isabelle were staring at him in disbelief, when Alec tried to break the silence.

"Jace we will see, just be nice, okay? We really do need his help and you know you can be very sarc -"

"Yes - mom - sorry!", he said chuckling.

"Anyway, I think it's sad, that Clary can't meet this guy, she would be very pleased to make the acquaintance of a warlock, since she's new in the shadowworld!"

,Yeah, Clary', Alec thought. Everything was about this little redhead. Jace only spent his time with her and to be honest - he was jealous. Of course Jace didn't know how he felt about him, in fact his sister was the only one who knew about his secret, and he appreciated that she didn't try to push him.

Together the three entered the library, where Maryse and Robert were already waiting. In the middle of the room stood a very tall guy, who had turned his back to the shadowhunter siblings, talking to their parents. As they noticed the teenagers in the door, they stopped talking immediately.

The warlock turned around surprised and Alec stopped breathing just for a second. Magnus Bane was the complete opposite of what he had expected. Green-yellow cat eyes met Alec's. They were placed into an angular face, which looked ironically soft and gentle. The shadowhunter's gaze rambled over the warlock's body. His skin tone was like caramel and his skin looked so smooth as if it was silk. The warlock was wearing a neon green tank top with a colorful scarf. The leather leggins he had, was black and way too tight in Alec's eyes, because it left nothing out for imagination. He was wearing black Boots and nail polish on his long bony fingers.

Magnus' long black hair with colorful endings was made into spikes and full of glitter. In general this guy was just glittery. Everwhere you look - glitter. His ears were pierced and he had about 20 piercings in one ear. Magnus looked like 19, but of course he had to be older, because he was an immortal warlock, after all.

Finally Alec got back to the breathtaking eyes, which were framed with a thick line of black eyeliner. 'He is beautiful', Alec's first thought was. 'Simply fabulous and arresting'.

Short moments later he realized, that Magnus was watching him with a grin. With a light blush Alec turned his face to his parents.

"So why are we here?", he asked, cursing silently, because of his pale skin.

"Jace, Isabelle, Alexander? This is Magnus Bane, the high warlock of Brooklyn. He is here to -"

Suddenly they were interrupted by the downworlder.

"Nice to meet you, shadowhunters. I would love to talk with you a little, but I gotta go."

Magnus turned to Maryse and Robert: "I'll remember our little deal." The two seemed surprised, that Magnus was already leaving, but didn't say anything. Probably, because they were dependend on his kindness and willing.

With a mieschevous smile Magnus left the room, but not without saying: "See you soon, shadowhunters" His gaze remained at Alec with a smile on his gorgeous red lips - and finally made his way out of the library.

Alec was so confused, that he left the library right after Magnus and ran into his room. He let himself fall on the bed and looked up at the ceiling. He let pass the scenario he had experienced just now, another time through his head. This warlock wasn't crazy - he was breathtaking beautiful. Well - he was flamboyant, but extraordinary interesting. While the shadowhunter was still in his thoughts, somebody knocked at his door. Sighing, Alec stood up and opened with a swing, prepared to give an annoyed 'What do you want?', just to hold his breath again and stop right in the middle of the move. Magnus Bane was standing in front of him chuckling.

"So, did you think I would leave without talking to you, blue-eyes?" Magnus had a soft voice, which made Alec's heart melt. He looked up into his eyes, which were glancing with amusement in them.

"Wha - Sorry? M - me?", Alec stuttered, embarrassed with a blush on his cheeks.

Magnus smiled. "Come on, don't tell me I'm the first one who compliments your hypnotizing ocean eyes! You are stunningly attractive, which leaves out your clothing, which is - let's say - expandable."

Alec's blush deepened as he looked down his body and was cursing himself for wearing this old sweater, he had for two years now. He didn't make the effort of buying new things, because nobody cared, except for Izzy, but that didn't count. Alec was sure, he wasn't exactly, what could be called attractive. The shadowhunter had scars from runes and fighting his whole lifetime, which didn't make him more handsome, than he was. In fact he wasn't Magnus' opinion - he didn't feel attractive in any kind.

"Look", Alec started „I'm not -"

"Do you want to go out with me?"

"Excuse me, WHAT?"

"I'm sorry didn't you understand me due to the acoustic? I was wondering if you would go -"

"I understood you very clearly!", Alec nearly screamed. What was this crazy warlock thinking? "But what exactly do you expect from going out with ME?!" Alec was not sure if he was afraid of somebody coming behind his secret or just feeling somebodys closeness.

"What - do you wanna tell me you're straight, little shadowhunter? I saw how you looked at that guy, who is your - sorry - brother? Parabatai? Best friend? Lover?" Magnus responded. He leaned in a bit, placing his hands on the wall right and left to Alec's chest. He gulped. "Don't deny you're gay, because I know already. I'm just wondering why you are so confused - are you afraid? Or even frightened?"

Alec looked away, but Magnus lay a finger on his chin and turned Alec's face to his own again.

"So what's you answer? Will you go out with me?"

Magnus smiled at him gently and waited. Alec could feel his warm breath on his mouth and couldn't think anymore.

Alec simply didn't know how to react. So he just followed his instinct.

"Okay." The words came out of his mouth, before he could think about them any deeper, and he just thought 'Fuck. That's it. Everybody's gonna find out I'm gay. The clave, my family, Jace. JACE!'

"Great. Here's my adress", Magnus gave him a little piece of paper with a writing on it and let go of the wall. "Just come over tomorrow night, I'll be waiting." He winked one more at Alec and turned his back to him.

Confused and taken by surprise, Alec returned to his room and noticed, that he was still intoxicated by the sweet smell of the warlock. He was going on a date with Magnus Bane. Not that this was something special - but he was amazed. Maybe he could spend some fun time with this downworlder and forget about Jace. But who was he kidding? Forget about Jace? No way. Finally sleep took him, and he drifted apart into a world full of dreams and nightmares.

I hope this was not that bad! I would appreciate some reviews :) next chapter will be uploaded soon!