"Ah, much better" Magnus sighs, before grimacing at the messy room, "Ugh, it's inevitable. After each move, I get the itch to redecorate. Normally, I love a dirty lair, but this one..."
Magnus flips a table upright with his foot, smirking at me.
"Is just sloppy."
"I believe in payment for services rendered" Magnus changes topic, producing the ruby necklace and offering it to Izzy, "Thank you for defending the warlocks"
"I couldn't" Izzy sighs
"Oh, but you could" Magnus objects, rounding Izzy and hooking the necklace around her neck, "And you should. The Lightwood's have been wearing this for years now. Besides...this would look silly on your brother"
Izzy chuckles as he fastens the necklace and I watch as Magnus leans closer to her ear, "About Alec, is he more a flowers or cologne man?"
I huff loudly, glowering at Magnus. He turns to me, smirk in place, "Apologies, Buttercup, it won't happen again. Forgive me if I choose to forget he's taken."
"He's not taken" I whisper, hoping Alec can't hear us from the other side of the room
"Ah, but you want him to be" Magnus chuckles, "Just certainly not by me."
Izzy laughs again, wiggling her eyebrows at me suggestively. I roll my eyes but smile widely. It felt good to have someone like Magnus on my side. I couldn't be sure why...but I just knew I could trust him.
"Okay, so how do we summon this memory demon?" I ask, back to business
"Do you not want your answers first?" Magnus inclines and my eyebrows knit together
"What answers?" Alec questions gruffly
"About my curse" I sigh
"Cami, don't you want answers?" Clary asks me, grabbing my hand in hers
"Of course I do" I exhale, "But you come first. Always."
Alec scoffs and I frown at him. He raises his hands in mock surrender.
"Very well, we will summon the demon first" Magnus shrugs, "Now, are you certain? Summoning such a powerful demon could be lethal."
"I'll do anything to save our mother" Clary states resolutely, "Where is the demon?"
"Okay" Magnus complies, moving towards a large, wooden door, "Come with me."
We enter the large and spacious room as Magnus continues to ramble, "Everyone wants the Mortal Cup. Don't trust anyone, especially not the Clave."
"Then why should we trust you?" Clary inquires
"You shouldn't" Magnus admits, "Only trust yourselves"
Magnus pulls a leather bound satchel from mid air and hands it to Clary, "You're the one with the most artistic talent, I believe?"
"These chalks are beautiful" Clary sighs, opening the leather satchel, "What are they for?"
"If a person wants their memories returned, they must draw the pentagram to summon the demon" Magnus explains, unrolling a piece of old parchment with a complicated-looking artistic pentagram on it
"Yeah, you can take that one" I chuckle, "I'm more a painter and if I even tried to draw that, we'd never get your memories back."
"Shadowhunter..." Magnus beckons Jace and Alec forward and they come through the door, Alec standing by me and Jace by Clary, "Prepare Clary as best you can."
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FanfictionCamille Fray has a normal life. A young mother, a young sister and a father who died when she was child. Graduated from high school and 2 years into a psych degree. A normal, boring life. A mundane life. Or so she thought. On the night of her sister...