A/N: Hey guys! So project YouTube is officially up, under the same name as my profile is now. Unfortunately for now it's just a really cheesy intro, as I'm now scouring the internet for suitable fanfics, and I thought I'd start with a few Malec's, so if you want to know more about that, please subscribe, as I will not be putting that info on here, because I'm planning to link you to the fics, and I don't think Fanfic likes that. Sorry. So yeah, since it was only an intro it will probably be a little while before a new video because I have to film, edit, and because of my camera it takes ages to upload. But never mind, you're here for the latest instalment and here it is! Read, review, fangirl, enjoy!

Magnus POV

A week had passed since that night, and Magnus and Alec were only getting closer and closer since their experience. Alec came to visit Magnus every evening, when the sun was setting, so they could watch day turn to night together. Not to mention that due to Alec's own 'disappearance' Frollo was usually out at that time- in fact most of the time- to search for him. Something bothered Magnus though, and that was how thin Alec was, and it was only getting worse. Magnus looked at the sky. Alec would be coming soon, and thanks to the archdeacon's help, he had never been spotted. Magnus felt resolved. He had to talk to Alec about his concern- not talking wouldn't make it better, in fact it could make it worse, since Alec didn't seem to be noticing the clear strain on his body, or if he did, he didn't mention it.

"Hey. What you thinking about so deeply?" Magnus jumped before relaxing. It was only Alec. Alec, with his head to the side, eyes deep blue with intent concern, coming to sit beside him, standing out against the horizon. Just Alec.

"You." Answered Magnus truthfully. Alec looked confused.

"What about me?" He asked, intertwining their hands together.

"I'm worried about you. You're just getting thinner and thinner... You're starving. I'm afraid..." He trailed off, his hand against the side of Alec's face as Alec sighed sorrowfully. So imagine how surprised he was when Alec broke away from him and stepped away. A mixture of fear, sadness and anger playing behind his eyes, battling for dominance.

"You don't understand Magnus..." He said, sounding slightly frustrated.

"Then help me to." Magnus told him.

"We're all starving. No one is employing us anymore. Only me, some of the craftsmen... and the.. The prostitutes are still bringing in money. When most of the shadowhunters bring in money through physical labour or fighting or-"

"Woah hold up. What are shadowhunters?" Asked Magnus in confusion, and became even more confused as he watched Alec seem to have an argument within himself.

"Do you trust me?" Asked Alec.

"With my life." Magnus answered in certainty, and felt himself shiver when Alec winced at his declaration, however, it seemed to make Alec's mind up for him.

He watched as slowly, Alec undid the buttons of his shirt, took it off, and let it fall to the ground. Magnus stared. Alec was a pale mass of muscle. Partly, Magnus had expected it, dancers needed some muscle, but what was Alec doing to gain this much? The muscles in one of his arms were especially defined. The sign of an archer. His mind whispered. He pushed it away, because he was more focused on the markings covering Alec's body. He stepped forward, tracing his hands over the marks.

"How did I not see these?" Magnus demanded. Not to mention the scars. What was Alec doing?

"I put a glamour on before I went dancing that day, so only those who knew me already would see me as me. And it would make you see what you wanted to see. I was healthier to you, and no doubt my eyes were probably bluer. For Jace I expect he saw my marks a lot more clearly because that was what he was expecting.

"What's a glamour? I'm confused..." Magnus admitted.

"Each of these marks means something different. Iratzes can do healing, there are remembrance runes, agility, speed, strength, depending on what we need. A glamour is just another rune, and like an iratze, it only lasts for a certain amount of time before it disappears and doesn't work anymore unless you reapply." Explained Alec, who looked as if he were preparing himself for something horrible.

"But what do you need these runes for?" His tongue stumbling over the unfamiliar word.

"Magnus you have to understand, sometimes the court of miracles can be invaded, or there are... can I call them people? That have to be stopped." And that's when everything clicked into place, and Magnus gasped.

"You're an assassin!" He accused. "Lord Ithropan was murdered just last week, sword through-"

"His heart, I know."

"You murderer him?" Asked Magnus in horror.

"No! No by the angel no! I've never actually murdered anyone!" Defended Alec.

"Then what are you doing with these?" Demanded Magnus, prodding his finger at one of Alec's runes.

"Let me show you." Pleaded Alec, taking Magnus' hand and kissing it gently.

"It's not what you think, please, and I need to see my brother anyway. Please. Come with me. Just see it." Alec pleaded, and in that moment, Magnus knew he was going to say yes.

You can't even begin to imagine the court of miracles if you've never seen it. There's a large square in the centre of it, and endless passageways that led god knows where. An almost stage in front of the square, and stalls and houses set up everywhere, it was happier than Magnus had expected. Children were running around playing, men laughing and joking, women sewing, lots of people sparring with strange swords that seemed to reverberate with light. However, not one dancer.

"Are you the only dancer?" Asked Magnus, to Alec who was leading. They were standing at the entrance, and no one had seen them yet. Magnus was honestly quite content to just watch them. They were Alec's people after all, he was one of them, they were a family. Certainly more of a family than he and Frollo had ever been. Magnus saw Alec turn to him with a sorrowful expression and a blush.

"Yes. My mother was a dancer before me. She used to dance with me when I was very young, and they just knew that I was the one." Magnus didn't ask what he meant by 'the one'. He felt it would be explained in time.

"Well, I look forward to meeting your mother very much. As well as the rest of your family." Said Magnus sincerely. Alec smiled.

"I doubt you'll be meeting my mother, unless you can conjure up the dead." Said Alec quietly. Magnus stared at him, shocked that he had managed to put his foot in it so badly.

"I'm so sorry I didn't mean to-" Alec laughed softly.

"Magnus, it's fine. I'm over it. Come on, you should meet the others." He said, leading him through the square. Magnus wasn't an idiot. He could tell Alec was very much not over it. However, as Alec walked through the crowded square, the people around started to watch him, and began to sing. He saw Alec grin widely.

"Maybe you've heard of a terrible place,"

"Where the scoundrels of Paris collect in a lair"

"Maybe you've heard of a mythical place"

"Called the court of miracles" They all sang, only to be interrupted by a tall girl with black hair and blue eyes:

"Hello you're there!" Said the girl enthusiastically. Everyone laughed, including Alec, who hugged the girl close.

"I've missed you Alec." Magnus heard her whisper.

"I've missed you too Isabelle, but you know I couldn't come home last night, I would have led them straight here." He told her, as they pulled out of their hug.

"Magnus, this is Isabelle, Isabelle, this is Magnus." He said with a soft smile.

"Ah, so you're the famous Magnus" Said Isabelle, just at the same time as Magnus said,

"So you're the famous Isabelle."

Isabelle giggled, Magnus just grinned.

"I think you to shall get on." Murmured Alec, as they spoke enthusiastically together.

"Is it alright if I go and check on Max? I'll be right back I promise." Isabelle nodded at Alec's request, and he left quickly, leaving Magnus to stare longingly after him.

"Just give him some space." Isabelle told him.

"I just worry, I mean look at him." Magnus answered.

"He's our leader. He must be strong enough to handle himself. But sometimes I wonder." Magnus snapped his head back and looked at her. Leader?

"What?"

Alec POV

"Hi Max." Alec said, announcing his presence to the younger boy, who turned to look at him and grinned excitedly.

"Alec! I missed you sooooo much!" Alec smiled at him.

"I know little man. I'm sorry I was gone last night. How are you feeling?" He asked, hiding his concern.

"Better, the food is helping, but are you sure no one else needs it?" The boy asked. Alec smiled down at him. He was always so worried about everyone else. He was one of the best people for Alec to talk to, because they were so similar, they understood each other's thought processes, but could point out the problems with each idea.

"I'm sure Max. You just focus on getting better."

Alec spent longer than he thought with Max, not thinking about Magnus, and by the time he was walking home, he felt slightly light headed. I'm just hungry. He thought to himself.

I wrote part of this to 'This is Gallifrey: Our childhood, Our home' From doctor who and BY THE ANGEL IT IS SOOOO GOOD! GOOGLE IT!