Sorry it took so long :( Is this okay? Tell me if it isn't or not T.T
Children were monstrous beings really if you think about it, so loud and overwhelmingly hyper. At least in his line of work he could kill the bloody things that annoyed him but with children you couldn't and had to sit through their mindless chatter graciously. That wasn't to say that Magnus hated children though, in fact he usually preferred children to monotonous adults who prattled on about things they deemed important like politics and world crisis's.
He loved how innocent and happy they were, so shielded yet open, yes he really did like children but in small doses and living in the same building 24/7 didn t seem like a small dose, it seemed like enough to put him in a small coma. What a dreary uniform Magnus thought sadly, his eyes scanning over the colour co-ordinated tables he still questioned even after being informed of the history of the school.
Separating them all so much was just asking for prejudice and he could see from the daggers been throwing mentally around the hall that his opinion wasn't just an opinion. He could also see that a lot of questioning eyes were locked on him but he continued to study the hall not meeting anyone's eyes, not even the other teachers who couldn't help but steal glances at him too.
Not that he couldn't understand their interest though he was dressed rather...outlandishly (*cough* fashionably *cough*) and he looked like he had just finished school himself. He had gotten rid of his cat eyes for now though, they would raise too many questions among the children and the other teachers might also start to get suspicious and he honestly didn't need that sort of attention.
The door to the hall suddenly opened up and the caretaker Mr Filch entered in what could only be called hobbling. Magnus stifled a giggle at the man's out antics and laughed along with the students and a few of the other teachers. The greasy man beside him (Snape was it?) gave him a dark look and Magnus could tell it was the stare he reserved for naughty students.
Magnus just winked at him and turned back to watch Mr Filch hobble back out, loving the disgusted look that have overtaken Snape's face. What came next pleased Magnus to say the least. A group of tall, dark and handsome men strided in, nearly knocking over the old caretaker, and proceeded to make their way up to the front. Only stopping once at the end for one of them to perform an entertaining magic trick that had Magnus clapping along with the others.
"That was impressive", Magnus chuckled to himself, noticing Snape's displeased snort. He studied the way the other man was glaring at the Dumstrang principal and decided to ask Dumbledore about their relationship later. The girl's school were next and he watched them flutter in like ballerinas with detached interest, whistling when the principal strutted in.
She could sure give him a run for his money when it came to height. As the introductions went on Magnus felt something stir and looked up with calculating eyes as the magic above him began to shift. He watch in amazement as it started to thunder down upon them but before he before he could so much as raise a finger a man burst through the side door and shouted a counter spell.
He was getting ready to curse the odd man into oblivion but Dumbledore just shook his head and greeted the drenched stranger. "What's an auror?", Magnus questioned puzzled and rolled his eyes at the exasperated look Snape was giving him. "How can you not... you know what I don't care. An Auror is a member of an elite unit of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic trained to capture Dark wizards and witches", Snape snapped, obviously annoyed at Magnus's lack of knowledge on the subject.
Magnus just shrugged and turned back to the food that appeared on his plate, away in a world of blue eyed shadow hunters and the neon streets of New York, ignoring Dumbledore's long speech about the infamous Tri Wizard Tournament. The reason he was here.
"And this will be where you'll be staying", a voice explained around the corner and Magnus pressed himself up against the wall and peered around, hoping to get a glance of the confused first years. "Sir?", a hesitant voice called behind him and Magnus swivelled around ready to bite the head off whatever student had decided to disturb his amusement for the fun of it.
He bite his tongue and scowled darkly when he saw the Golden Trio standing behind him. "Yes what, get on with it", he drawled, raising an amused eyebrow when he saw them start to splutter among themselves. "Do I know you?", Harry stuttered out finally, suddenly feeling nervous infront of the glaring 6ft man. "Oh yes, I'm your dear aunt Gertrude", he chuckled, once again enjoying their wide eyed stares. "Now get back to your dormitory before I turn you all into rats".
Magnus ducked behind another statue as the giggling group of girls stalked on, searching the halls desperately for their new found love interest Magnus. He was thankful for his knee length camouflage shorts that allowed him to squat down so easily instead of his usual movement restricting skinny jeans.
He dusted off his white t-shirt that said I m lost, please take me home with you in bold red and yellow writing (that had gotten him some looks) and frowned in disgust at the thin film of dirt behind the statue that most of accumulated over the years. Pushing his white designer sunglasses back up his nose he went on down the hall, nodding towards the older students who trailed by him in the hall. "Are you lost again?", a familiar gruff voice called behind and Magnus fought the urge to groan before turning around the face the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher.
"Well actually I'm not quite sure what to do", he admitted, feeling uncomfortable when he saw the spark of an idea flicker in the peg-legged man s one eye. "Well then Mr Bane follow me", he ordered, turning around to hobble down the stairs leaving a bemused warlock behind. He finally realised he should follow the wizard and hurried down the stairs behind him and was surprised by the site that greeted him.
He was brandishing his wand widely and shouting down at what appeared to a small blonde ferret. He also noted Harry and his friend laughing on the side line. "Mr Moody is that a student?", Magnus asked amused and watched as he levitated the ferret up and down. "Call me Mad-Eye and I suppose you could say that", he replied over the shrieking children I'm just teaching him a lesson.
"Well I think he's learnt it by now", Magnus said, deciding that this was becoming a bit too much. "Fine then but if you ever do anything like that again", Mad-Eye growled transforming the ferret back into a scruffy looking blonde boy who scrambled up off the floor and starting throwing random insults and threats at the teacher before turning and legging it down the hall, his cronies close behind him.
"What's going on here?", McGonagall's shrill voice called, echoing down the hall. Magnus turned towards the students before giving them a significant look and shooing them away. "Nothing", Magnus and Mad-Eye chimed together sharing a pointed look together. "Well then get to it", she replied strictly, turning around and continued on her way down the now deserted hall, leaving two grinning men behind her.
Magnus watched the classes reaction to the spells from the corner of the room through half-lidded eyes. 'Who knew wizards were so powerful? I should have a look into these spells', Magnus mused, propping his green converse clad feet up on free desk beside him and leaning back on the chair. He could feel someone staring at him so he opened up one shade covered eye and scanned the room to see who was studying him so intensely.
He was surprised when his eye locked with the determined looking brown haired girl. 'Hermione was it?' he mused, propping up his glasses behind his ears to look at her head on and chortling silently when she quickly blushed and stared down at her desk. 'Girls, they're so easy. I haven't meet many worthwhile women in my years...well except Camille', he thought, a frown coming over his face as he thought of the blonde woman.
'Where is she now and why is she here?', he questioned, staring down at his bright red nails that reflected the light perfectly. He looked up in surprise when the room was suddenly enveloped in noise and stood to exit the room with the students, giving one last nod to the other teacher. He was unaware of the two students following close behind him.
"Raise your glass", the tall warlock hummed, winking at the portraits that started back at him unabashedly. Strange things these portraits, he still didn't get them. 'How did they enchant them? And why even bother? No wait I can answer that question myself, these wizards like to flaunt their talents', Magnus mused, the trivial questions turning wheels in his mind as he imagined enchanting his portraits...portrait.
'Oh no never mind, I only have one portrait and it s origin's are questionable, don't think Alec would be entirely pleased about that', Magnus chuckled, thinking of his little ruffled boyfriend who now fortunately spend enough time in his home for Magnus to consider him when make interior choices. Magnus wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not, though the little Nephilim regrettably threw on any clothes he could could get his hands on (though he was working on that) he was surprisingly clean and unfortunately opinionated when it came to decorating.
'That zebra carpet would of tied the whole room together', he sighed wistfully, remembering when he had found it on EBay and been instantly shot down by Alec who said something along the lines of: fire and burning innocent rugs. "Alec Lightwood the gay pryomanaical rug slayer", Magnus giggled, ignored the whispering naked mermaids across the hall and... wait naked mermaids?
Magnus turned around slowly to blink at said mermaids and found to his surprise that they were very realistic statues, that seemed to perfectly frame a tall wooden door that made Magnus itch to know what was behind it. Resisting the impulsive urge to rush over he turned back to the portrait that guarded his own room. An impish looking woman with white blond hair and wide crystal blue eyes stared back him with eyes much like his own. He regarded her calculatingly and watched in amusement as her features morphed into an ever familiar version of a certain brown hair boy.
"Nice trick hun, Amerada", he stated grinning when he saw the female Alec pout as the portrait swung open. "Maybe some other time", he teased and without further ado stepped inside, the portrait slipping shut behind him. Two pairs of curious eyes watched from around the corner, hidden underneath an invisibility cloak.
"I'm telling you he s up to something!", Ron whispered urgently, glancing around to make sure no one was listening in. "But Dumbledore trusts him, this is going to be Snape all over again is it?", Hermione sighed in exasperation and glanced towards Harry for support but he was still staring down as his now soggy cereal with a thoughtful expression on his face.
"I don't care! We're going to keep an eye on him, isn't that right Harry?", Ron asked and rolled his eyes when his best friend nodded absentmindedly. "Don't look at me like that, it was Harry's idea in the first place", Ron complained, unhappy about being the only one on the end of Hermione s patented icy glare. Harry just stood up from the table and turned to leave the hall, his friends now hot on his heels.
"Harry was so absorbed in this thoughts he didn't notice he was walking towards one tall sparkly man and unfortunately had a crash collision with said man", Magnus chuckled, offering a ring clad hand to Harry who was now sprawled out on the ground. "Umm thanks Professor", Harry said, letting the taller man pull him up off the ground. Magnus bend over to help the scruffy boy pick up his books but stopped when and angry looking red head strided forward and blocked his way. "Who do you think you are?", Ron questioned, glaring up at the other man.
"Are you always this stupid or are you just making a special effort today?", Magnus chuckled, sweeping past the spluttering red head and winking at his two brown haired companions as he continued towards the staff table. "What an asshole", Ron huffed, storming out of the great hall, leaving his two snickering friends behind.
Well then!~ Hope you enjoyed ^^ Hopefully the next part will be up soon :D