Magnus found himself walking down a dark corridor. It looked familiar somehow, as if he had some connection to this place. The walls were lit dimly, it felt as though he was just walking into darkness, slowly it would engulf him. A figure that became visible in front of him caused Magnus to freeze. Even without seeing their face, Magnus knew who it was. A set of crystal white wings extended out from each side of their shoulders, thousands of feathers held together. They were beautiful, pure, angelic. There was goodness in them. When Magnus reached the person he stopped and looked up at her.

"Hello Mother", he said softly.

She didn't reply. Instead she just smiled, with her brown eyes. The eyes the Magnus hadn't inherited. Slowly she stepped to the side, revealing what had been hidden behind her. Magnus hadn't even noticed that they were there. They had blended into the shadows and the darkness, concealed carefully, waiting to be discovered.

Wings… his wings. They were mounted up on the wall like a piece of art. Unlike his mother's, Magnus's wings were not white, they were dark. Almost black but not quite. Demons wings were black, and Magnus wasn't a demon. Not entirely anyway. The wings had bits of grey, black and white running through them and they extended out longer and hung lower than his mothers. The sight of it made Magnus back away in shock. Slowly it started to move, dismantling itself off of the wall and starting to float towards him. Magnus froze, paralysed. As they came closer, and closer, and closer….

"NO!", Magnus shouted, jumping awake gasping desperately for air, his chest was burning with the shock of it. Instictively he reached both his arms around him and clawed at his back, but they weren't there. Confused he slowly stood up and walked over to his mirror. Woah! What had happened?He looked an absolute state. His hair was sticking up in all directions as if he had been sleeping for a week straight, and his once flawless makeup was now smudged all around his eyes.

"Oh lawd", he muttered slowly to himself, before moving his fingers and fixing the mess. It was only when Magnus walked out into the loft and saw Ragnor staring angrily at him, did he remember everything. Oh. OH.

"Finally", Ragnor excalimed. "I've been waiting four days to finally let you have it! So! Tell me Magnus, what on earth possesed you to do what you did? Hmm? Because i've been having a hard time trying to figure it for myself."

"Ragnor..", Magnus began before being abrubtly cut off.

"You nearly killed yourself for a Shadowhunter! Do you want to know exactly what you did! Hm?! You did an interchanging spell! You took the poison out of him and let it run straight into you and you know what? That's not even the worst part! Almost a millenium Magnus, and you have never come close to death before! But some boy gets injured and you just run to the suicide booth?!

"Alec", Magnus blurted out. "Alec! Is he alright did I save him?!"

Ragnor didn't reply. Instead he just let the anger fall from his face and let it be replaced with another expression. Shock. Sheer surprising shock. When neither of them spoke it gave Magnus the chance to realise that Ragnor now knew.

"You care for him", he said slowly, processing the information himself. "You care for a Nephilim."

"No", Magnus shot back. "You know I don't do love or whatever Ragnor. Of all people you know that."

Ragnor shook his head not accepting his answer. "No, this is different, this isn't like your one night stands, you were willing to give your life for this guy!"

"No I didn't! I can't die Ragnor. Trust me i've tried! My parents won't let me. Some mere spell isn't going to kill me. Any warlock could of done that spell!"

"Yeah, and died! There is so much power running through you, and you used up so much on that one spell that you were out for four days regenerating!"

Magnus didn't know what to say. He remembered everything so clearly. In that moment he just knew one thing. He didn't want Alec to die.

"I don't understand. I couldn't get the venom out of him normally. It was so strong. Like it was something more than a demon."

Ragnor looked at him. "I could see it running through all of your veins when I got there. It was black. They were all gathered around you, they were even more shocked than I was. They thought you were dead. Alec woke up just as I was taking you out. I didn't give him a chance to speak, I was still angry then. I extracted some of that stuff from your veins while you were out and then your own body did the rest. Your truly invincible Magnus. You should of died right there and then."

Magnus looked up and smiled. "Did they come to visit? See if I was alive?"

Ragnor's expression changed. "Yeah... that's another issue. Someone must of contacted Maryse and Robert Lightwood once the fight broke out. They arrived at the Institute not even an hour after I got you out of there. None of those kids have left the Institute in days.

"Right. Look I need to take a look at that venom firstly before I do anything else. If it really nearly killed me then maybe I should down the whole bottle", Magnus joked.

Ragnor wasn't amused." Yeah anyway, going back to the topic of suicide, everyone is kind of confused as to why you would risk your life to save Alec. It makes sense to me now but they still don't know. Last I heard Robert and Maryse were pissed to find out that the group had been consulting with Downworlders.

"Typical", Magnus muttered under his breath.

"So were gonna need to make up an excuse. Say you were trying out a new spell, you got attacked while you were saving him I don't know! Just something! Because if im right then im pretty sure that you don't want anyone knowing how you really feel." Ragnor smirked.

Magnus glared at him. "I'm still alive aren't I? Clearly I didn't care that much."

"Wow. You are pathetic!", Ragnor sighed, handing him the vile of poison.

Magnus smiled while taking it out of his hand and then started walking into his library.

"If you even think about downing that, i'll summon your father to drag you down to hell with him!", Ragor shouted after him.

"That won't be necessary", Magnus said abrubtly walking back into the room.

Ragnor saw the expression on his face and was instanty confused. "Why?"

"Because im going to go to hell to kill him first", Magnus hissed. Sniffing the bottle again for the fourth time.

Ragnor's stomach dropped. "No..", he began staring at the vile. "That's his?"

Magnus looked up at him. "Explains why it nearly killed me."

"Yeah but it doesn't explain why he attacked Alec with it."

Magnus's eyes widened as the penny dropped. "Actually Ragor... it kinda does."

For what felt like the millionth time, Ragnor looked confused again, before the penny also dropped for him. "Well then, this just confirms that I was right all along."

"Yeah well don't get too cocky about it. It's not love or anything, we're... friends."

Ragnor snorted. "Yeah yeah. I believe you. 'Friends'. Sure."