December 4th

A Christmas Waltz

In which a the waltz is danced and the King of Latvia's lamp is broken.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, they belong to Cassandra Clare

On the fourth of December, Mr. and Mrs. Lightwood were getting ready to go to Idris for an international conference for the Clave. Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on how you looked at it, the conference extended past christmas, and Maryse and Robert would not be back until after the new year. This left Alec, Izzy, Jace and Max on their own for christmas. At the moment, the four shadowhunters were sitting in the living room of the Institute with Clary and Simon. Izzy was sitting with Simon, showing him different runes and what they did and Clary and Jace were off in the corner discussing something serious. Alec winced as he watched Jace reach out and place a hand on Clary. Not wanting to watch the two any longer, he looked around for Max and saw him sitting on the couch, completely immersed in a manga. "Hey Max," Alec said, walking over and sitting down next to him.

The boy didn't look up. "Hm?"

"Do you want to go do something? We could go to the training room and I could show you how to use some off the weapons in there." He suggested.

Max shook his head and shifted into a more closed position. It was obvious he didn't want to be bothered. Alec sighed and his eyes swept the room again. Everyone was engaged in their own conversations, nobody was even paying the slightest bit of attention to him. Sighing again, he stood up. "I'm going to the library."

Nobody even looked up. Grumbling, he turned and stomped out of the institution, grabbing his coat on the way. After about an hour of wandering the streets of New York, Alec found himself standing outside a certain warlock's flat. The lights inside were on, but there was no movement from inside. After debating with himself for some time, Alec stepped up to the door cautiously and knocked. There was no answer. After a minute, Alec knocked again. Thats when he noticed a note taped on the door written in pink pen.

This very magnificent Warlock has gone away for the christmas holiday. Please do not disturb him. ~Magnus Bane

Alec frowned. Magnus hadn't said anything about going out of town. Then again they weren't technically dating. He was about to turn away, when he noticed something written in blue squeezed into the bottom left hand corner:

unless your name is Alexander Gideon Lightwood. Then you can come in…..someone has to feed Chairman.

Right. So he was supposed to feed the cat. Alec tried not to feel hurt as he pulled the spare key out from it's hiding place and unlocked the door. If Magnus had wanted him to feed Chairman Meow, why hadn't he thought to tell Alec himself, or at least call him to tell him he would be going away. As the door flew open, Alec stepped inside and his jaw dropped. A red and green disco ball hung from the ceiling, and christmas music blared from the radio. There, in the middle of the flat, stood Magnus, with red and green sparkly streaks in his hair dancing around in a circle and waving a feather duster. He was wearing black ripped skinny jeans and a ridiculous sweater that looked like it was literally made out of red and green glitter. "Um…..?"

Magnus whipped around and jumped. "Alec….what..? ….What are you doing here?"
"I got bored at the institution, and decided to come visit you...but….clearly...you're...occupied."

Magnus blinked at him, at a loss for words. Which was extremely uncharacteristic of him. "I was simply getting into the holiday spirit by dancing. To christmas music…."

Alec rolled his eyes. "What were you listening to anyways?" he asked, walking over and sitting down on the arm of the couch.

"Old christmas records from my favorite centuries."

Alec winced as he said that, but ignored it as Magnus continued. "19th century. Now that was a great time period. One of my favorites…"

Alec sighed and flopped back onto the couch as the warlock launched into a long reminiscing and began listening to the music. Suddenly he sat bolt upright. "Hey, I recognize this song."

Magnus raised his eyebrows, causing Alec to blush. "When we, Izzy, Jace and I, were kids, our parents made us take dancing lessons. We had to learn the waltz. This one's called...The Christmas Waltz..or something like that."

Magnus snorted. "Oh how original."

"Hey, its your music."

"My music is magnificent as in Magnificent Magnus."

Suddenly, Magnus looked over at Alec and grinned evil.

"What….? No! No. Absolutely no."

"Aww come one. Please!"

"No Magnus I am not dancing with you. I don't dance." He said firmly crossing his arms over his chest.

"Yes you do. You said so yourself."

"That was when I was little, and I had to because my parents made us. Besides I only went because of Ja-….Jane. Jane our instructor. She was really nice." He said flushing bright red and looking down guiltily.

Magnus crossed his arms. "Right, so you'll dance with Jane but not with me?"

"Magnuuuss...Thats not what I meant...I …..fine. Alright."

"Yay!" Magnus jumped up immediately, smiling again, and bounded towards Alec, the suddenly stopped.

"What?"

"Well….I don't know how."

"What? You don't know how to what?"
"To dance….well...to dance a waltz."

"Magnus. You're 800 years old and can't dance a waltz?"

He frowned. "Don't judge! Will you teach me?"

"Fine. Come here." Alec motioned and Magnus moved over to stand right in front of him.

"Well….You're taller so…..well….I guess I'll dance the girls part…." Alec mumbled.

"Sorry, didn't catch that dear?" Magnus teased.

"Shut up or I'm not teaching you."

"I'm sorry love, I'm sure you'll make a very handsome woman."

Alec sighed again. This was going to take a while. "Right, so, you put your arms round my waist like this." He began, maneuvering Magnus's arm to his waist and placing his own on the taller man's shoulder. "And take my other one like this."

Magnus nodded. "Right.."

"Now, you're supposed to lead..so you move your feet like this.." Slowly, they began to move.

Alec winced as Magnus tread on his feet, but after a little bit he began to get the hang of it. Suddenly, Alec felt something wet tickling the back of his neck and he looked up. Snow was falling from the ceiling in light fluffy white flakes. He looked over at magnus, who was grinning and rolled his eyes, leaning in closer. Magnus tightened his hold on Alec's waist, pulling him almost flat against his chest. Alec shivered as his lips brushed over his cheek. He looked up into the green cat eyes and moved his arms around the warlocks neck, brushing their lips together. Magnus move his other arm around Alec's waist as he deepened the kiss. They stayed like that for a minutes, pressed against each other with their arms wrapped tightly around the other one and snow falling lightly from the ceiling. "Am I a better partner than Jane?" Magnus whispered softly in his ear.

Alec pulled back and little and rested his forehead against his boyfriends. "Much." Suddenly he gasped as his foot pressed down on something soft and squishy and he was pitched forward. Magnus, unprepared for the sudden weight stumbled, trying to catch them against the wall but to no success. The two went tumbling backwards and crashed into a side table, taking the ornate lamp that was on it down with them. Magnus's head whacked the hard wood floor and Alec fell ontop of him, barely catching himself with his hands. "Owww…" He groaned, rolling off Magnus and onto the floor.

"You think you're in pain? I just had a fully grown shadowhunter fall on top of me." Magnus said, sitting up and rubbing the back of his head. (Some of the glitter had come off)

"Hey!"

Magnus laughed and kissed him. "Did I mention he was an extremely sexy shadowhunter?"
Alec rolled his eyes and looked about. "So...your lamp. It kinda broke."

"Very astute of you my dear."

"But it did! Its shattered! Theres no way we can fix it unless…?"
Magnus shook his head. "I don't want to waste my energy. I need it for dancing." he said, smirking. "Its a shame though. That lamp belonged to the King of Latvia...I got it in the 19th century. Great century by the way did I mention that? Of course...he doesn't know that."

Alec sat for a minute in silence, then asked "Magnus. Did I just slip on a cat while dancing and fall onto a table, breaking a lamp that you stole from the King of Latvia 200 years ago?"

Yay! Its over...I'm sorry it was so eh. Today was really busy and I didn't have a lot of time to write this...i know I know thats what I said yesterday but seriously its true. Tomorrow's will be much better. Please follow/favorite/review/comment/vote/whatever and ya…..any suggestions leave them in the comments...21 days till christmas!