Chapter 5

Clary sat on her bed, the photo album open in front of her. She no longer hid it and it no longer held just photos from just her youth. In the back sat the picture of her and Jace from the Winter dance, but she wasn't looking at that, instead her fingers traced along the stem of the rose in the front of the book. There was one petal left on it, and looking at it made her sad but hopeful. The old part of her was slowly being replaced by a new and happier girl, but that rose and the other pictures in the book had been a part of her for so long.

"Clary," her mother called from her doorway. Clary closed the book and set it on the nightstand, smiling up at her mom. "Magnus is here to see you."

Clary felt confusion fill her, sure Magnus had talked to her and they had almost been friendly at the dance but she didn't know why he would be at her house. She went downstairs and her mother left them alone in the living room.

"Hi," Clary said hesitantly, but when she looked up at Magnus, she could see something different about him; she couldn't quite figure out what it was.

"Do you remember me?" he asked, his eyes curious as they watched her. Clary frowned. "From before."

Clary moved and sat down on the couch. The world had gone crazy and she was trying desperately to catch up. She looked back up at Magnus' dark eyes. They were rimmed with blue liner, but when she looked harder, she saw it.

"It was you," she said on a breath. "You were the one who pushed me."

Magnus nodded, but his look was cautious.

Clary was rushed with a ton of memories, all the bad things that had been in her life because of the scar on her face. But then when the images of pain subsided, she was reminded of who she was before, and who she would have possibly turned into if she had stayed on that path. She would have been with Isabelle and Maia, tormenting another young girl for fun.

Clary leapt out of the chair and wrapped her arms around Magnus' lean frame. "You saved me," she whispered.

"You saved yourself, you just needed a little help, and time," Magnus replied as he pulled back from the embrace. "And now it's time to make everything better."

"What do you mean?" Clary asked.

Magnus didn't answer, he just reached into his pocket, and when he pulled it out and presented his hand palm up in front of her, it was covered with glitter.

"What are you…" Clary didn't have time to finish before Magnus leaned in and blew the glitter at her.

The glitter seemed to create a smoke and surround her. She coughed as the shiny little flakes blinded her. She waved at the air as it seemed to heat up around her, and when the smoke finally cleared, she looked around and Magnus was gone.

Clary shook her head and turned. Her mother was standing in the entrance to the living room.

"Clary?" she asked, her voice as shocked as the look on her face.

"What is it, mom? What's wrong?"

"Oh my God, Clary," her mother yelled and she ran and hugged her daughter tight. Clary was completely freaked out as her mother held her. "It's a miracle."

Once Jocelyn let Clary go, she spun her around, and in the small mirror on the wall Clary saw her face for the first time. The scar had disappeared, like it had never even been there.

"What?" she cried out and rushed to the mirror. Her fingers brushed over the skin, like she wasn't sure it could be real. She stared at her face until the tears in her eyes didn't let her see anymore.

She turned around and hugged her mother tight as they both sobbed.

~~XXX~~

Clary was nervous, she hadn't felt this nervous going to school since right after her injury. Her hair was over her face as it always was. After she and her mother had shared the moment, it had not been mentioned again all weekend. It was like Clary's face had always been unmarred. She wondered what Jace would think.

She walked through the school and to her locker, and it wasn't long until Jace was by her side.

"I missed you," he said as he spun her around, and she ducked her head to hide from him. He reached up to brush her hair back and cupped her cheek. "Clary, I know we just had one date, but I want you to be my girl."

Clary looked at him like he was crazy and Jace shifted on his feet nervously. "Unless that's too fast, we can just hang out for a bit."

"Jace," Clary said, stopping him. "Of course I want to be your girl, but…" She lifted her face so he could see the unscarred version of herself.

Jace looked just as confused as Clary was. "Did you see Isabelle? She cut all her hair off and she has a bald spot on the back of her head."

Clary's brain felt fuzzy. "You already told me," Clary said. "And she didn't cut her hair, Magnus did."

"Who's Magnus?" Jace asked, the name sounded familiar to him but when he tried to remember, the picture would flitter out of his brain.

Clary reached up and touched her face; there was something otherworldly going on.

"Are you okay, Clary?"

"Yeah, I think I am," she said, and she reached up and wrapped her arms around Jace's neck. She pulled him to her and kissed him. "I think I'm perfect."

~~XXX~~

Isabelle tried on her third hat of the morning. Her life had been ruined, and all she could remember was a miserable angry boy that cut her hair, but no one seemed to believe her. Maia had ditched her as soon as she heard the news and now she was a social pariah.

She stuffed the reject hats back into her locker and she ducked her head and made her way to class. Several girls snickered as they passed her and she looked up just in time to see the school's new golden couple coming down the hall. Clary was so pretty, she couldn't remember why she had been so outcast for so many years, but now, on Jace's arm, she would be the most popular girl.

Isabelle held her face up and proud as she approached the two. But it caused her not to see the foot of a girl who had stuck it out to trip Isabelle. She pitched forward and landed hard on the ground.

"Not cool," Clary cried out, and bent down to help the girl up.

Isabelle looked up and saw that it was Maia who had tripped her, but after being scolded by Clary, she had lost the smug look on her face.

"I don't need your help, I can take care of myself," Isabelle bit as she pulled her arm back from Clary's. She got up off the floor and stormed down the hallway.

As she disappeared around the corner, Clary saw a boy with dark hair follow her. He drew your eye and made you look away at the same time, and Clary wondered if she was the only one who could see him.

Magnus turned and winked at Clary before he disappeared from her sight forever.

Clary took Jace's hand and she smiled up at him. "Let's go to class."

Jace smiled and started talking about the new book he read over the weekend, and Clary realized that her future could be anything she wanted. And right now, she wanted to walk down the hall with the boy she was crazy for.

THE END

E/N- thank you to Claire for the great prompt. I hope you liked it. A huge thanks to my beta Acrosstheskyinstars, who is magic.

Thanks to everyone else taking part in FAGE in any capacity. I love you all.