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Raphael*Costume Party

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Short A/N at the end

Magnus Bane was a party person and didn't care what time of year it was; he was going to throw a damn party!

It wasn't surprising when Magnus sent you an invitation to his party, you were one of the few shadowhunters he invited, but what did throw you off was that it was a costume party. You had known Magnus for over 3 years so knew not to question it anymore.

That's how you ended up dressing up as little red riding hood, walking to Magnus's flat with people giving you questioning looks. I mean who says you can only dress up in October? Why not now?

(Y/N)'S POV

I press the buzzer to Magnus's flat and wait for the familiar buzz to let me in. however, a Magnus' voice booms out. "Who dares disturbed the high warlock of Brooklyn?!"

Pressing the button I answer "You invited me, idiot." There was a pause.

"(Y/N)?"

"Yup." The door buzzed. I rolled my eyes and went inside.

Once I was outside his apartment door I just opened it. He knew I was here anyway.

Looking around I saw the loft was empty of people bar those setting the event up. The barman was just setting out the stools. In the middle of the room stood Magnus and a deathly pale latino boy. I raise an eyebrow at Magnus when he turned to me. "I forgot to tell you," he began, walking closer. "parties a little behind. Won't start for another 20 minutes."

I roll my eyes. I fling myself onto his couch and place my feet on his coffee table. "Ok."

"Make yourself at home," Magnus said in a flat voice.

I grinned at him. "Always do." Craning my neck I look at the boy, vampire, who was still standing there. "Who are you?"

"None of your business." He spoke coldly and walked over to Magnus. He began to speak quietly so I activated my hearing rune on my forearm. The vampire stopped talking and his face hardened. "Whats the point," he began to whisper. "of trying to have a private conversation when a shadowhunters around."

"Dunno," I said, checking my nails. "Yoy tell me?"

This time he faced me as he spoke. "Since when did shadowhunters patrol parties and listen in on conversations?"

"Since you didn't tell me your name."

He glowered slightly. "Raphael. Raphael Santiago." He walked closer to me. "And you are?"

I stood and faced him. I smirked and held my hand out to him. "(Y/N). (Y/N) Herondale. Nice to meet you." Raphael's expression didn't change as he shook my hand. His skin was cold to the touch just like his gaze. My smirk didn't falter though. "Tell me, do you go home through the bat flap? I'm dying to know the answer."

"Really (Y/N)?" Magnus questioned as he placed his hand on my shoulder. "Why must you be like this?"

"What?" I question, smirk ghosting my lips. "Fabulous? Brilliant? Amazing? Geni-"

"Estúpido?" Raphael suggested.

Now I glared. "Perra por favour{Bitch please}. I'm a blessing." I turn to Magnus. "Back me up," Magnus smirked and began to walk away, whistling. "Magnus!" I call. "Hey!" I chase after him as he retreats to the kitchen. "I am a blessing."

I and Magnus ended up talking for about 10 minutes in the kitchen before I heard the first person knock on the door. "C'mon," I said as I slipped off the stool and went into the living room.