Hey guys! So I'm so sorry for updating a day later than promised! I started writing this yesterday but kept getting distracted! but I want everyone to know I added someone elses POV!

I want everyone to know how much I appreciate all of your support! Whether by viewing, following, favouriting or reviewing this story! I never thought I would write this much! Thank you all!

5: I updated again as soon as I could! I felt that chapter was really short…

Huntress3419: Thank you! :D

Aisyaraisya: loved the length of your review! I'm glad you liked my story! :D yeah, I'm going to be adding more protective brother! Btw, what does OMGIGHYPHFTDG mean? I'm back to school now (: ) but I have a plan on how I can update more! I just need to ask a teacher first! I am going to try and write longer Jonathan parts! I love his character and I feel like I haven't written enough in his POVs! That's the side of him I'm trying to write. Everyone knows he's a sick sociopath, but no one has considered how he became like that. He was brought up cruelly by Valentine and didn't have anyone to love him. Not something that makes you kind! Yeah I thought he was going to be another love interest, and then Cassandra messes up our feelings! Haha isn't that the truth? Yeah, I have loads of idea's of when how I'm going to reunite them! If you have any ideas, let me know! I can't decide on any ideas yet! Wait till you start writing till 4am! You barely remember writing at all! If I didn't wake up to a load of email notifications, I'd probably not remember at all! I'll update every chance I get!

DoingTheWormwood: thank you! Am, I think you read the last part of Clary's POV wrong…I'm prone to getting sick, but I'd rather stay healthy as I'm in the last two years of school and need to study like hell for my leaving cert! I picked the worst subjects! But if I do get sick and get to stay home, it means I get to update! :D win win! :p hope you feel better soon!

Greygirl2358: it should be interesting to write what with Jonathan stalking her, her being raised by Valentine and barely liking anyone but her father, brother and the Lightwoods -.- Lucky! None of my friends have read the books either (Really hard to fangirl) and only one has seen the movie. Doubt I can get any of them to read the books L I'm kinda glad I read the books first, otherwise this story wouldn't have been made and I would have been totally confused in the movie! That really annoyed me! All the eye difference they did was a gold gleam in Jaces eye at pandemonium! Then he had was it blue eyes for the rest of the movie! Could coloured eye contacts not be used or something? In harry potter, Daniel Radcliffe was allergic to contacts and had a good excuse for not having green eyes! I havent heard why Lily or Jamie didn't have the proper eye colors yet! I think I'm just going to have to call you my ranting buddy! :L pretty sure everyone else would be annoyed if I ranted like this in response to a review!...

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Clary POV

What in the angel was she doing?

She had her lips pressed to Jace's! She had only done it because of the faerie that was after Jace. She didn't know what processed her to do this! What did she care if a faerie was looking for Jace?

Jace had stiffened when she pressed her lips to his, but he didn't back away. Instead he snaked his hand around her waist and pressed her body to his and relaxed. He placed her back on her feet, but bent his head down to keep contact with her lips. She felt his lips moving against hers, but as soon as she heard the click of high heels becoming faint, she tried to Jace away.

He was strong, but Clary hadn't spent years of training developing muscle for nothing! She put all her weight into breaking out of Jace's arms. He pulled away and stared at her confused.

"What are you doing?" she hissed.

"What am *I* doing?! You kissed me!" he said sounding indigent.

"Only because of that downworlder! It was obvious you didn't want to talk to her!" she finally broke from his arms and stepped further back till they were three feet of space between them.

"Why do you hate her? Jealous?" he said in his usual cocky manner. Clary was tempted to punch him.

"Says the guy who punched a werewolf and won't tell me why!"

"you should be thanking me for that!"

"Why?"

"I punched him because of you!" He shouted. Clary stared at him confused.

"Excuse me?"

"He called you a hot red-head and I lost it, OKAY?!" he blushed. Clary was even more confused.

"So? Were you jealous that he didn't call you hot?" she said snidely. She hated being confused and he wasn't helping!

Jace flinched when she said jealous. She stared at his rosy cheeks turning crimson. She gasped.

"You're jealous? Of what?" he scratched his neck and looked sheepish.

"Of the werewolf, the warlock, Isabelle and even Alec!" His voice got louder with each name. "You gave them all attention! Yet when you're giving me any attention, you give out to me!"

"I give out to you?! Who hit who with a freaking door?! Who asked questions behind who behind whose back?! Who threw who into a lake?!"

"Who attacked who because of an accident?! And don't complain about me asking questions about you! How did you know I hate ducks? You were obviously asking questions about me!"

"Isabelle told me about you! She tells me everything about her life because I rarely see her! So yes you came up in conversation!" she hissed and glared at him.

"Well I'm surprised I'm not all she talks about! There is so much to talk about! What with my good looks, charm and-"

"a asshat, jerk, self-conceited and a yeban'ko maloletnee!" she smirked confident he didn't know Russian. She was correct. He gave her a questioning look.

"What?"

"Look it up." She rolled her eyes. then shook her head. "Why are you jealous of all of them?" she asked getting back to their earlier fight.

"Because you're different. All the other girls try their best to get my attention. Then you come along and practically ignore me aside from various fights. Since I've heard about you-Alec and Isabelle talk to me too- I've wanted to meet you. I was told how amazing you were and how you were so independent. There were times I nearly went to Idris, just to meet you. I didn't believe that someone like you could exist." He laughed.

"And?" she wanted him to keep talking for some strange reason.

"And everything I was told about you was an understatement. You aren't afraid to be yourself. Isabelle showed me pictures of you, and I thought you were beautiful. You are the only girl I have ever called beautiful. But you're alos kinda like me. You give snide remarks, have brilliant comebacks and you're also a good shadowhunter, which I still want to test." He gave her a huge smile that reached his eyes.

Clary looked at him shocked. What was she suppose to say?

"You like me?"

"I think it's more than like." He laughed bitterly.

He stepped closer to her, she didn't move. Instead she laughed.

"Are you insane? You haven't even known me a day and you already say you might more than like me? We're practically strangers that coincidently know the same people. No wonder Isabelle and Alec think I'm a better fighter. You give your heart to anyone that doesnt give you attention! If a demon ignored you, this city would probably be crawling with them!"

Jace gaped at her. Clary would admit that she was a little harsh, but what else could she say? The guy had an ego!

"Well, thank you for telling me where I stand. I believe you can find your way back to the institute." Jace recovered slightly.

Clary saw his heart-broken expression. She wanted to reach out and comfort him then slam her head against a wall for thinking that. Jace had started to walk away but turned to face her.

"You didn't tell me why you kissed me." He stated.

"I saw that downworlder coming and you looked like she was the last thing you wanted to see. I thought she'd back off if she thought we were together." She shrugged. "I thought I would help you out." she blushed and mentally slapped herself for doing so.

Jace nodded. "My father was wrong…" he mumbled. Clary looked at him curiously.

"Excuse me?"

"He was wrong. My father…"

"About what?"

"He brought me up, teaching me how to be a shadowhunter and all that." He sighed. "But there was one lesson he drilled into me. Love is to destroy." Clary tensed up.

"And the one to be loved is to be the one destroyed." Clary finished, disbelieving.

"How did you know that?" Jace looked suspicious.

Clary knew it because it was her who had invented it.

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Jace POV

Jace forgot about his stupid heart breaking and concentrated on his confusion.

How did she know that quote his father had taught him? He didn't hear or see it anywhere else…

Did Clary know his father?

"Well?" he asked impatient.

He just wanted to get away from her and punch something.

"I read about it in a book." Jace knew she was lying.

But he could also see the gleam in her eye that clearly translated 'crossing a dangerous line!'

"Fine, keep your secrets. Clarissa!" he hissed.

He watched as her face changed to shock when he used her full name. she glared at him.

"Fine! Jon-" she took a deep breath and it looked like it hurt her to say what she was trying to say. "fine. Just fine." She said quietly, walking in one direction.

Jace stormed off in another. He wasn't sure how he was supposed to get home from there but he could get a taxi if he saw one.

He didn't know what to feel. He wanted Clary to trust him! He wanted her to return his feelings! His heart felt like it was shredding itself up. Had he given her, his heart without realizing?

How did he let her get into his heart in such short time of knowing her? He never developed feelings for girls. Why would he? There was so much drama! Now here he was, walking away from a girl with a stone heart as she broke his apparently fragile one. His father would be disappointed.

What was he doing? He was JACE Wayland! When did he ever give up?

A smile crept to his face as he thought of all the ways he could break through a stone heart.

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Jonathan POV

Jonathan made it to central park with one minute and twenty-three seconds to spare. He could see the portal. He ran over to it and entered.

He nearly ran straight into his furious father.

"You're late." Was all he said. Jonathan felt his fingers twitch at the thought of snapping his neck.

"I wasn't exactly close to central park." Snide remarks were sure to get him in trouble.

"What were you doing?"

Jonathan glared at him. What did he think he was doing? Picking daisies?

"I was following your orders." He said through gritted teeth.

"apparently not well."

"What's that suppose to mean?"

"It means that Clarissa is at a happening with downworlders! Did you think I would not find out?!" his father seethed.

"What was I suppose to do?! Grab her to prevent her from going?! I have everything under control!"

"You are meant to be keeping an eye on her and making sure the Lightwoods don't corrupt her! in less than a day, she is in a warlocks house, full of downworlders! Does that seem like you have anything under control?!"

"It would be easier if I could talk to her! but no! She thinks I'm dead!" Jonathan regretted saying those words. His father didn't take being accused lightly.

"Remember your place, Jonathan!" He resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

He stared into his father's eyes. he wouldn't show fear. He watched his father's glaring eyes, till they turned thoughtful and he smirked.

"What?" Jonathan asked suspiciously.

"Maryse sent a message, telling me about your failure and also that a family would be visiting them along with a cousin that is visiting from france…"

"What are you saying?" Jonathan said confused.

"From my information, the Penhallows have never met this cousin before. All I know is that he is male. If you find out that can impersonate him…will you know what to do."

The demon part of Jonathan rose at the prospect of a kill. He knew what his father meant. If he found out that he was capable of disguising himself as this guy, he would kill him.

Jonathan smirked at the thought.

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Magnus POV

Magnus watched as Clarissa, or Clary as she seemed to prefer after a quick search through her mind informed him.

He walked to the balcony that overlooked his destroyed lounge full of his guests. He watched amused as the blond boy started pummeling Jason. Magnus didn't care. He was an arrogant idiot who invited himself to the party.

He watched as Clary called the blonde boy, Jace. He saw the way he looked at her. even through his anger, it was obvious he had feelings for the girl. Magnus saw it in the way he had worried over her when he saw her bloody hand.

After the blonde and Clary left, Magnus rejoined the party. Someone had stopped the music.

"Either turn the music back on, or get the hell out of my house!" He shouted.

There was a few murmurs as they all contemplated their choice, but someone eventually turned the music back on.

Magnus walked over to the dark-haired boy he saw earlier. He was talking to a girl who had the same black hair and eyes. He presumed they were siblings.

"Enjoying the party?" He shouted over the music. They turned to face him.

"What party doesn't have drama? I'll be dancing if anyone needs me." The girl said before flipping her hair and sauntering towards the used to be clean living room.

Magnus turned to the blue-eyed boy.

"How about you? Enjoying the party?" blue eyes blushed.

He was the opposite of Will. How did they look so alike?

"What's the celebration?" he asked.

"Is there meant to be a reason to celebrate? Why not be glad you're alive and are able to attend a Magnus Bane party." Magnus grinned at the ever blushing boy. "I'm Magnus." He clarified afterwards.

"I got that. I'm Alec Lightwood." He held his hand out for Magnus to shake. He was so formal.

So he was a Lightwood. He knew Will and Tessa married and had children, but he didn't see Will letting any of his family consort with a Lightwood…Wait! Cecily married a Lightwood. Gabriel Lightwood. Those were names he hadn't thought of in a while.

Magnus grabbed Alec's outstretched hand and pulled Alec towards him till his ear was next to Magnus lips.

"I like your eyes." he whispered into his ear.

He felt Alec shudder. Magnus felt a satisfying grin spread across his face.

"Want a drink?" he asked Alec who nodded.

So what do you guys think? I really wanted to do a Magnus POV!

Please review and let me know!

Also, i guess you all know how I'm reuniting Clary and Jonathan!

Also, if you want to be a character in this story, send me a name and description and I will try to add you into the story! :D and tell me what you want to be! Werewolf, vamp, human, etc.!

Also, because I was late updating, I'm giving you all a:

SNEAK PREVIEW OF CHAPTER 21!

Alec POV

Alec stumbled into the kitchen of the institute wearing the same clothes he had worn the night before.

"Where have you been?" asked Jace, clearly annoyed over something.

"Sleeping." He replied. His head was pounding.

How much did he drink last night?!

"Your bed was made when I went to check on you this morning and you're wearing the same clothes from last night." Isabelle grinned at her brother. His phone vibrated. He got a message.

Still on for tonight? ;)

Whose texting Alec where was Alec all night? You're going to have to wait and see! :D

Till next time! ~maraudergirl68448