She stepped out of the steam filled room. Taking in the smell of a food, she wasn't familiar with, she sighed. The air smelled amazing.
"Whatever you're making smells great." She smiled as she walked into the kitchen.
Magnus looked up and smirked at her, not saying a word. She took a seat at the counter watching the warlock.
Vaira had put on the outfit given to her and to Magnus she was a sight to see.
"So, what are you making?"
"Chicken Tetrizzini." He simply replied.
(I honestly don't know. I looked up recepies and this one looked the best :p)
"I have no idea what that is. But if it tastes as good as it smell, then it must be great." She placed her chin on the palms of her hands.
"I think you'll be pleased. So are you feeling any better?"
"Yeah, a little. I know my brother wouldn't want me to grieve over him."
"It's best to just let things go."
"You seem to speak from experience. What happened to you?" Vaira narrowed her eye at Magnus.
He froze, not moving a muscle. "My family like yours wasn't all that supportive of what I was. My mother... killed herself when I was young. Left me alone to deal with everything on my own. I vowed never to let a Downworlder in need get left behind."
Magnus was right in front of her, but his distant gaze made him seem a million miles away.
"So does that make me, like, some charity case?"
"No, Vaira, you're different. I see myself in you. We're both pretty broken. Maybe we can try to fix each other."
"Maybe..." Ever since she met this man he had brought up this feeling she had never felt before. She couldn't quite figure out what it was.
A few minutes later they both sat down enjoying each other's company while they ate. They had just about finished up when a loud knock sounded on the door.
"Vaira, you might want to go to my room." Magnus said a little leary of what could be on the other side of that door.
"Okay, is something wrong?"
"Hopefully not..." He sighed getting up and heading to the door.
She stood from her seat and quickly made her way to Magnus's bedroom.
She heard shouts, screams, and the occasional roar of a werewolf. What was going on out there?
Waiting for Jace and Simon to come back he had to do a spell and hold Luke's pain at bay, they were taking so long he wasn't sure how his magic was going to hold out.
"Clary, come here." He ordered.
She ran over to him. "What is it?"
"Go find my room and get Vaira. I need her help."
Hesitantly she nodded and ran off again.
He didn't want to have to bring her out but there was no way he could do this without a little extra power.
"Magnus, what do you need?" Vaira rushed over to him without giving it a second thought.
"Do you know how to heal someone?" He asked.
"Yeah. How can I help?"
"Take my hand and help me heal him."
"Magnus, I still can't control it."
"Just do it or he'll die!"
She took his hand with her shaking one and did her best to steady herself and brought her other hand over the werewolf laying on the couch.
Magnus felt a massive burst of energy rush through him. He had never felt such power in someone so young. It was spectacular having that kind of energy run through his veins.
She had been so wrapped up in controlling her magic she didn't even know what was going on around her until Magnus let go of her hand. Her eyes snapped open and saw him down on his knee breathing heavily.
"Magnus!" Vair's ran to his side from the other side of the couch. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine Vaira. Just took a little more out of me then expected."
"Wait, Vaira? As in the Warlock that escaped, Vaira?" A blonde Shadowhunter asked standing there with his arms crossed.
"Oh so not all Shadowhunters are idiots? Who knew." She glared at him for a moment before returning her gaze to Magnus.
"Jace, this isn't the time for this. She just helped save your friend here." Magnus said as Vaira helped him to his feet.
"Fine, but we will be coming back to this later."
"Can't wait." Sarcasm obviously evident in her tone.
"Simon, Jace, you're going to have to carry Luke into my bedroom. It's the only bed in the house. Come on."
Reluctantly they both worked together to pick him up off the couch and followed Magnus down the hall.
"What did Jace mean by 'escaped'?" A fiery redhead asked looking staight at the female warlock.
"It's a long story that I don't want to get into right now."
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The Red Witch 💘Magnus Bane💘(On Hold)Fanfiction
I'm not very good at descriptions so just read the story if you want to know what it's about and let me know if I should change something or if it's good the way it is. I haven't written to many fanfics before so don't judge to harshly.