Hi everyone. So this is my first fanfiction and I am still figuring out how to write properly so I would appreciate constructive criticism as well as what works. I will try and take this story in a direction that works and update as often as I can. Anyway so this is Begin Again featuring Sizzy and potentially some other ships in later chapters. This chapter is short, but I just want to see whether it actually generates interest before I start writing full length chapters.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story

Chapter 1

Simon looked out of the window and watched as the people of New York City ambled by on their way to location A, B or C, completely unaware of the Shadowhunter fortress that lay just a few feet from them. He always wondered how they could be so completely ignorant of the unexplained occurrences that they simply dismissed as coincidence. The strange bumps in the night, the faraway screams that they simply pretend they didn't hear, how could they ignore all of this? Of course, just a few months ago, he was one of these faceless strangers. And now? Now he was one the hidden protectors of the Earth, a certified badass, hell bent on destroying the demons that plague New York. The problem was, he had absolutely no idea how to do that.

He walked away from the window and sat on the bed. It had only been a few weeks since Magnus Bane and Izzy had tried to reverse the spell placed on his memories and made him a Shadowhunter. A few weeks of new memories, but very little access to his old ones. Simon put his head in his hands, the familiar headache growing in his temples. Every day he watched as his friends (or who he had been told were his friends) looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to magically just… snap out of it. But he didn't know how, he didn't know how to find his memories again. He felt love for people around him who were just strangers. His best friend, Clary, his memories of her were faint but numerous, he knew she meant the world to him, but she was still barely more than an acquaintance. And Izzy… Izzy Lightwood… his girlfriend? How had he managed to date a girl like that, so incredibly out of his league? He was the Star Wars fanboy who collected figurines and she wielded a whip so spectacularly he was both in awe and afraid of her.

Simon stood up and started to pace the room. He was supposed to be meeting Izzy for training in half an hour but he didn't know if he could handle seeing the expectant spark in her eye when he couldn't give her what she wanted. She loved him, he knew that. And the problem was, he loved her too, but he didn't know why. He loved her but he barely knew her. Whenever he saw her, he wanted to hold her in his arms and never let go again just to know that she would be safe (not that she was the kind of girl who needed to be protected), but how could he feel such strong emotions for someone he barely knew?

There was a knock at the door. For a moment, Simon debated pretending that he wasn't there, but he knew whoever it was would just walk in regardless of whether he told them to enter or not. With a sigh, he called to his visitor.

"Come in."

He caught a glimpse of black hair as the door swung open. His heart started fluttering in his chest against his will.

"Izzy, what can I do for you?"