Hey! I'm so sorry that I haven't updated in…. a week is it? But I have had a very bad case of food poisoning so I haven't been doing much (Although I have started writing a Harry Potter fanfic about Fred Weasley and my own OC called Samantha Harlow. It has actually been doing quite well :) Check it out if you can.) And also I had zero ideas of what to do in this chapter but it came to me eventually :)

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Chapter 4

Clarissa Fray woke up on the 14th of August bursting with energy.

She climbed out of her small bed and ran across her room, flinging her bedroom door open none too quietly.

"Mummy! Mummy!" She called as she ran down the hallway towards her mother's room.

The door was already open and Clarissa looked in to see that her mother was not there.

"Mummy?"

Stumbling into her mother's bedroom, Clarissa looked everywhere but saw no sign of the tall redhead she resembled so much.

Returning to the narrow hallway, a frown on her face, she made her way into the small lounge to discover that there were balloons stationed in every corner of the room and presents were piled onto the coffee table.

Clarissa screeched in surprise and delight as she was grabbed around the waist and thrown in the air to a low yell of "Happy Birthday!"

A scratchy kiss was placed on her soft cheek as Luke set her down on the floor grinning warmly down at her.

"Uncle Luke! Uncle Luke it's my birthday!" She jumped in happiness, gripping onto the leg of Luke's jeans and tugging on them.

"I know!" Luke laughed kindly.

"Do you know how old I am?"

"Hmm…" Luke crouched down to Clary's level and he scrutinised her freckled face for a moment before speaking. "Thirty-two. You are thirty-two."

Clarissa burst into high peals of laughter.

"No! I'm four." She cried and held up four tiny fingers in front of Luke's face.

"I don't believe you!"

"But I am four! You can ask my mummy!" She said.

"Ahh… but where is your mummy?" Luke challenged her grinning evilly.

For a moment Clary looked around, confused until long slim arms wrapped around her tiny waist and spun her around in a circle.

As she stopped spinning, Jocelyn kissed her daughter on the top of her curly head of hair.

"Happy Birthday, Sweetheart!" She said to her daughter who turned to face Jocelyn and threw her arms around her mothers' neck, gripping tight before pulling back to look her mother in the eye.

"Uncle Luke doesn't believe that I'm four!" She pouted, her little forehead creasing.

"Oh I'm sure he's just teasing darling." She told her, pushing some curls from her forehead and kissing her there before setting her down on the floor.

"Now, time for presents!" Luke grinned. "If you don't get there before I do then they're all going to be mine."

Clarissa shrieked and ran quickly around the small sofa to her presents, turning and standing protectively in front of them to face Luke who had simply rolled over the back of the sofa, falling with an 'oof' as he landed lengthways. He quickly righted himself, as a blush crept up his cheeks, allowing Jocelyn to seat herself where his feet had previously been.

"I beat you! Now you can't have them!" Clarissa grinned happily at him hand on hips.

"Oh darn!" Luke held up his hands with a sad look on his face.

"Okay now let's see what you got!" Jocelyn picked Clarissa up and placed her in between the two adults before handing her a small parcel wrapped in light blue paper.

"This is from Uncle Luke." Jocelyn told Clarissa, grinning as the little girl immediately ripped the wrapping paper off eagerly.

Inside was a pristine copy of 'The Gruffalo', a book Clary loved. Whenever she would visit Luke in his book shop she would nag and nag until Luke would sit down and read it to her.

When she saw the book she squealed and launched herself at Luke, hugging him tight.

"Thank you Uncle Luke!"

"You're welcome! Now you can read it all of the time!" He told her, watching with a satisfied smile as she sat back, clinging the book to her chest with a toothy grin.

As Jocelyn was about to pick up another present, she spotted a parcel she didn't recognise sitting on the floor, separate from all of the others.

It was wrapped in electric blue paper and was encircled by a glittery rainbow ribbon.

Frowning, she reached forward and lifted it into her lap, glitter dropping from the package as she did so.

"Luke, did you bring this?" She turned towards the werewolf who frowned and shook his head.

"There's a card." Luke leant forward and pulled out a small tag, which was tucked behind the sparkly ribbon.

"Hey, that's mine!" Clarissa objected, snatching the card from Luke's fingers and turning it over to read the elegant writing on the blank side.

Luke quickly scanned the message and his eyes widened.

It read:

"Dearest Clary-Beary,

Happy 4th Birthday!

With all my love,

Meow."

Jocelyn's head snapped in Luke's direction, questions burning in her eyes.

"Magnus?" She mouthed to Luke who nodded in reply. "Okay then, Clarissa, let's see what… Meow… got you." She glanced at Luke uneasily.

Surprisingly, Clarissa didn't ask any questions, she simply opened the present carefully, peeling each layer back slowly.

After it was opened fully, they could see what was inside.

A soft toy bear lay underneath the layers of paper. It had silky black fur, and yellow eyes, its legs and arms were long, giving it a human-like figure and it had the words "Clary-Beary" sewn above its heart.

Clarissa picked it up and looked at it in wonder, running her small fingers over the writing before hugging it and placing it by her side as she looked at the things that had been hidden beneath it.

Wrapped in pale blue tissue paper was a necklace. It was circular, with vine-like decorations around the edge and in the middle; set against the dark blue background was the silver portrait of a cat. The figure was filled with spirals and whorls and a small opal glowed as its eye.

Jocelyn was suddenly full of emotion as she reached forwards to fasten the pendant around her daughter's tiny neck.

She went to take the wrapping paper from Clarissa's hands when he saw that there was more.

There was a box of drawing pencils and an A4 pad of paper, but instead of a dull cover, there was a beautiful drawing.

Two butterflies had been drawn in opposite corners of the page, odd swirls and patterns had been drawn around them. In the bottom left corner rested a four leaf clover with a wolf curled around it. Luke had to blink twice to make sure he wasn't seeing things. But sure enough, it was there.

In the centre of it all was written "Clary" in purple, standing out against the white background, and the black and white drawings. Pops of green, gold and black were dotted around the page.

Green and gold; the colour of Magnus' eyes.

Jocelyn stared, wide eyed at the intricacy of the cover.

But she didn't look hard enough.

If she had looked hard enough she would have seen the rune for destiny weaved into the swirls. If she had inspected the smallest butterfly for long enough she would have seen the rune for protection on its wing and felt it engraved in the back of Clarissa's necklace.

Magnus had taken no chances.

When the pendant rested on Clarissa's heart, Magnus, as he sat in his apartment, felt a soft thrumming begin to beat through the matching locket he wore around his own neck.

For Clarissa may have been blind to the darker side of the world; but it wasn't blind to her.

And that fact terrified Magnus more than ever before.

So there you go!

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From

Alicia

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