"It's a pleasure to meet you as well Mrs Herondale" I whispered quietly. She laughed warmly.

"It's Clary, Mrs Herondale makes me feel old" she winked but to be honest she didn't look that old she had smile wrinkles by her eyes and few grey strand of grey in her red hair. If you hadn't been looking for signs of old age you would have thought she was only in her early thirties.

"Come with me ill introduce to the rest of the family" she turned and walked briskly turning down numerous halls. I could help but admire the beautiful art work hanging on the walls each one had a signature at the bottom, C.A.H, written in cursive gold writing. Clary, I knew she drew and painted, everyone did but I had never expected her to be so brilliant at it.

We finally stopped at two big wooden doors at the end of a hall way. She slowly pulled them open to reveal what looked to be a library. In the centre was a sitting area which currently held to many people to count. I gulped silently as I nervously looked over the people I could tell that the group consisted of about three family's all chatting happily with one and other. Not even noticing that Clary and I had entered the room. For which I was thank full. That was in till we got to the group of people and everyone turned and looked at me. I suddenly felt the need to run and hide behind clary like a scarred 4 year old. She walked to the family closes to us.

"Morgan these are the Bane-Lightwood's. Alec and Magnus" two men stood hands tightly entwined smiled at me and I had a feeling these that I would get along fine with them.
"there oldest child Luca who is 16" the boy had light brown skin, black hair that had brown streaks throw it I liked how it curled at the end giving a slightly childish look and light blue eyes. He also held a mischievous grin. This one would be trouble I thought silently as I shyly grinned at him.
" and their twin daughters Shay and Jessica" the two girls peeked out behind their fathers legs there chocolate eyes scanning me before stepping out and smiling at me. They were identical with their light blue eyes and straight brown hair the only difference was that one was the tinniest bit taller than the other. I already felt protective over them and new we would become quite close.

Moving on to the next family I started growing more confident. I waved at them and was overjoyed when they all warmly waved back at me.
"Morgan meet the Lewis's this is Isabelle and her husband Simon" the both offered a hello in with I returned.

"Call me Izzy, Isabelle is too formal" Izzy laughed, I couldn't help the grin that spread onto my face.

"this is their Daughter Caitlin she just turned thirteen" she stood confidently at her father's side as she smiled and waved. She had long black hair and light brown eyes with glasses framing them she looked radiant and I instantly new she would be the one to drag us on shopping trip.
"and this is their son Jarred who is eight" he was the spitting image of his father and looked a little shyer then his sister but he was cute.

Clary walked to the last group and was instantly embraced by a man. He had golden hair and hazel eyes. Like Clary he had no signs of age and with one glance at the couple you could tell they were hopelessly in love. Jace and Clary Herondale, everyone knew the stories. They had been throw hell and come back on top together but seeing them together you just knew nothing could tear them apart.

"And this is my family" Clary spoke softly as she looked over to me and smiled.
"My Eldest son Hunter is 18" I looked to the boy. His straight red hair fell over his electric green eyes he was tanned and fit. But he held himself like a gentleman tall and proud any girl would be lucky to have him.
"My daughter Clover is your age, 15," next to the boy was a girl with golden curly hair that was let lose down her back, she had golden eyes like her father and light freckles dotted on her face and although she was shorter than most girls are age her confidence made her seem tall and imposing . As our eyes locked it was like we made a pact we would be best friends. I liked that.
"that is my youngest son Matthew who is 10" he strawberry blonde hair and light golden eyes he was pale like his sister but sat tall and proud like his bother. He was adorable as he smiled I noticed he was missing a tooth. I instantly loved the kid.
"And that is my…. Wait where is Fletcher" Clary glanced at her kids waiting for a reply.
"He went out this morning I haven't seen him since" Hunter mumbled looking at his mother. Clary shocks her head and as she did so the door to the library slammed open and in walked in a guy, who I was guessing was Fletcher. He scanned the room in till his eyes rested on me.

"Who. The. Hell. Are you?"