“”EXPECTO PATRONUM!” Harry Yelled. Nothing Happened. Harry Gripped His Dick Tighter And Shook It

Seungri and his panda family (cr: heartkiel)

Breaking of Chain - 4. Painless Fire

Ever since James got engaged to Cordelia, he have visited Magnus Bane's place for a significant amount, and it was always with his parabatai, Matthew.

Matthew was known to be fond of the warlock, so when Magnus have decided to stay in London for a while, Matthew would visit him whenever possible, and they were always welcome.

Moments later, Cordelia have arrived. It was only mid afternoon yet the sky was considerably gloomy. Cordelia's presence have always brought him light and warmth for reason he could not explain. Now it was particularly different, yet somewhat familiar to him. He feels things for her beyond his understanding of himself. Something that felt like to him he was holding on to for a long time now.

“It looks like it is going to rain isn't it?” She said to him when she have reached him. A few of her curls were loose on her face, while the rest were tucked under her hood.

“We should hurry before it pours.” He said then off they went to Magnus's apartment. It was not a long walk as it was only a few blocks away from where they met. A thunder was heard as soon as they reached his doors.

Cordelia knocked on the door, in a moment, Magnus opened the door. He could never really disappoint to impress James every time he sees him. Now he is wearing a deep blue silk robe that touches his floor, and untied. His pale-yellow shirt intended to be hastily untucked.

Another rumbling was heard from the sky.

“Oh goodness, do come in. This looks like it is a heavy one.” He moved to let Cordelia and James enter his apartment.

They were greeted by a cat, a gray persian cat, who is now purring on the bottom of Cordelia’s dress, as she removed her coat.

“Well hello there Church.” Cordelia greeted the cat cheerfully, sitting down on the floor, to scratch the cat’s chin. Whenever they came over at Magnus, Church only seemed to like Cordelia. They were told that it used to live in the institute and was owned by Uncle Jem.

“I did not expect for your soon to be other half to come along.” Magnus said to Cordelia, as he strode off to his living room, sitting on one of the armchairs, his legs crossed.

Cordelia stood up, and looked at James. “Oh, I... It slipped my mind to inform you.”

“No matter. Now. What is it that you wish for me to look at?”

Cordelia and James went over Magnus and sat on the loveseat in front of him. Cordelia dug on to her pocket and produced an object covered in her handkerchief. She puts in on the table in front of them then revealed what was inside. His bracelet.

He turned to Cordelia and noticed that she was looking at him warily.

“This” Magnus said. “Is this not yours James?” he asked looking intently at James.

“It is.” He answered. Absentmindedly he touched the wrist where the bracelet once resided. A phantom of coldness encircling where it was placed.

“And why does your fiancé would like me to look on it?”

Cordelia started, telling him about what happened that night. Excluding some of the details that does not need to be disclosed.

“Loyalty binds me” Magnus narrowed his eyes towards James. “Cartwright.” He said with a tone of understanding on where the bracelet came from.

Magnus waves his hands over the bracelet, making it float in front of them. With his hands faced towards it, he whispers a chant, his cat-eyes focused intently on the bracelet.

James was wondering on what could be wrong with it. He had it for a very long time, as it was given to him by Grace when he retrieved it for her. Grace. It's odd thinking about her now. She feels like a memory now. He knew he loved her before. Does he still feel that way about her now?

“One thing.” Magnus said. The bracelet is back on the table now. He is breathing heavily and beads of sweat can be seen on his face. “Actually there are two things I would like to say. One. Get yourselves far from the Blackthorns as much as possible.”

He felt Cordelia shift beside him uncomfortably, when he looked at her he she was looking at the bracelet confusingly.

“And the other one?” James asked.

“This bracelet has been under the influence of a very dark magic, as it makes a person believe that he is in love with a particular person.” Magnus said carefully eyeing them both as he said each words. “You James Herondale, have seemed to have been under the influence of such.”

It somehow did not made sense to him. “That… that is not possible. I loved Grace for so long. I knew that. It was painful, and it was there I felt it. I don't understand.”

He felt Cordelia hitched a breath beside him. Her hand grabbing on to her skirt, yet her face was unfazed.

“The magic that this bracelet possesses is very powerful. You see there is no magic in this world that could make you fall in love with someone, it just makes you believe or at the very least get infatuation, that also fades over some time. But this, it's different. I can see that it may not have the full effect on you now given that you are not wearing it, but some of the magic lingers on to you. The fact that you have worn this for so long also contributes to that.” Magnus explained to them. For some reason, he was looking at Cordelia with pity, and she looked away.

He was still confused. It was difficult for him to accept it. For so long he have ached for Grace. For so long he thought the world of her. Now it was all because of a bracelet?

“I know this may confuse you now. I may be able to help you on that if you'd let me.” Magnus offered.

James just nodded. His head was still swimming with different thoughts. Of the summer nights at Idris. The kisses that tasted like burnt sugar. The letters.

Magnus snapped his fingers, then produced blue flames from his palm. He felt warm all of a sudden, then he closed his eyes.

He saw Cordelia. Memories with her suddenly came flooding in. The nights he had a scalding fever. Of Layla and Manjun. The whispering room. When he asked him for advice on who to marry. When she agreed to marry him.

Then it stopped. He opened his eyes, the first thing that he saw was Cordelia's eyes, full of worry.

“Daisy.” James said.

“What happened?” She asked Magnus, but her eyes never left him.

“With this kind of magic, I know there might be some memories that have been forcefully tucked away or altered in order to not create any conflict on his feelings. I just resurfaced those memories, as it might help him with his confusion.”

Suddenly there was a knock on his door. Cordelia and James stood up abruptly.

Magnus stood up as well, and made the bracelet disappear with a wave.

Whenever there are unexpected guest on Magnus' apartment, they would always go hide, as he explained that those who seeks his services might not see kindly to a Nephilim in the premises.

Without a word, James grabbed Cordelia's hand as they head into one of the bedrooms, while Magnus went to answer the door.

“How… How are you feeling?” Cordelia asked once they have closed the door.

A sweet smell. It was a memory of a sweet smell that came to him. He remembered holding Cordelia in that room. A feeling that grew over him reaching out, wanting more desperately. He knew then that he have never wanted anything like that in his life. He knew now that he felt the same now. That was the only thing that he was certain of now.

He reached out to her, tucking her hair on to her ear. “My angel, Daisy. How could I have been so blind? For so long. You told me before, that it need not to be pain. You were right.”

“What do you mean?” Cordelia asked.

“I told you I burn for you, but it have never caused me pain Daisy. It was not torture. Maybe it was desperation as whenever you are close I just want you in my arms.” His thumbs moved to her lips, tracing them. “and on how much do I want to kiss those lips again, that have brought me out of my misery.”

Cordelia reached out to run her hands on his hair then resting her arms on his shoulders, as she pulled herself up to him. Next thing he knew, she was kissing him. It was delicate as she held him on his nape, yet it was there, the desire carefully poured, avoiding any spill.

She then broke away. “I do wanted that too. For so long I wondered when.” She said as she looked on his lips.

James broke the space between them then went back to kiss Cordelia. They were kissing each other back, fervenrently and urgently this time. James held her waist as he pinned her down to wall. Every bit of him wanted to cling on to her, be near her so bad. They were very close, yet it was not enough. He knew, it won't ever be enough.

Cordelia's leg clings on to the back of his, inching him to be closer to her. Their mouths, soft as they might be, were searching deep and desperately for each other.

Intoxicated he moved, kissing her chin, her jaw, her throat, her neck. With every kiss, she muffles a moan and her hands held on to his hair. Her heavy breath crashed on to his chest, as she tried to lean even closer.

He went back to her lips. Addicted to the taste of it. Tongues crashing, and teasing deepens.

“Apologies for interrupting.” They heard Magnus, waking them up to their senses, making them jump away from each other. “If you could save some for your honeymoon. Also, your friend is here.”

A well dressed blond suddenly appeared from Magnus' back. “Again?” Mathew said, unamused.

It's a bit long I know, but I hope you enjoy this one as much as I have enjoyed writing it. It's not yet done, but it might be near. Thank you so much for reading. ❤️❤️❤️

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looks over talent

SM: 80% Looks and 20%Talent JYP: 50% Looks and 50% Talent YG: 80% Talent %20 Looks

who agrees???

well we can clearly see what is going on....

in Lee Soo Man's entertainment... it is already proved that yes they go for the looks over the talent... some SM artist have said that in some interviews... we respect that... lets just say that SMent's motto is "Talent can be nourished even if it's deep inside you :)"

in Park Jin Young's entertainment.... its fair that its equal in talent and looks... but in their entertainment.. based on what i see... they pay much more attention on how to make their artist look good... look at 2pm.. the beastly idol... they are so buff and hot (^^,) they really develop on what is on the outside since they already have the talent then it would be much easier for them... nice choice.... their motto is " if you have the talent and looks then you can be a star :)"

in Yang Hyun Suk's entertainment.... as we can see YG ent is full of talented people :) is it true they don't look at the looks? of course they do why wouldn't they ? :)... in a variety show they talked about this issue... and the YG ent artist said that it is not true that YG don't look over the looks... but he really likes cute person specially with the eye smile^^~ ... still they make sure that their artist is presentable in the public...their motto " talent first then your looks later:)"

looks and talent ... they can be nourished and grow... if you try hard... but i think what is important than these two is the personality... so what if you have the looks and the talent if you have a rotten personality...:)

Breaking the Chain - 1. Treacherous Hope

Cordelia decided that looking for books might help her get off some things on her head. There were a considerable amount of brand new titles on the long table inside of the institute's library and most if not all of them were very interesting. Yet it was not enough. She sighed and thought, well this is normal considering her wedding is in days. Within months of preparation her wedding is finally in view. It is utterly dreadful. For a year she will be married to a man she loves. For a year he promised to make her happy as his wife. After that, she does not know if she can be happy again. The thought of the union ending is already so devastating, for it to actually happen would be heartbreaking. It is getting harder and harder everyday to pretend to be a happy bride, when in fact the nearer her wedding comes, the more that her heart breaks.

“Penny for your thoughts?” she heard someone say. As she looked up she saw a well dressed man in a silk waistcoat and velvet jacket standing on the doorway of the library. His hand offered towards her with a penny levitating on top of it.

“Just a bride worrying about her wedding.” She answered smiling at him.

With a snap of his fingers the penny on his hands disappeared. “A wedding in less than a week. That would definitely get you thinking doesn't it?” Magnus said as he walked toward her on the long table. When he reached one of the chair besides her he asked: “May I?” Cordelia nodded as he took a seat. “You do love him don't you?”

Without an inch of a lie she answered: “Yes I do.”

“Then why only a year?” When she heard him she suddenly sat up straight on her seat. Panic began to surface as she looked at him with surprise and wide eyes. Magnus is particularly close with the Herondales. Have he-.

“No worries. I haven't uttered a word to their parents.” He cuts her thoughts, as if reading it.

“They would be devastated if they knew.” She said.

“Especially Will. I have noticed that he grew quite fond of you now. Well, given that you are a Carstairs, it is no surprise really.” She smiled.

Over the past months she have been invited for dinners and game nights at the institute. She smiled ruefully knowing that in a year that is another thing that she will be losing.

“So why only a year?” Magnus asked again. “James is clearly in love with you too.”

“No, he is not unfortunately.” She said with every word piercing her being.

“Oh dear. Watch closely, there might be something you are missing. I have lived long enough to know genuine from not. The way he looks at you might be the rarest and most genuine love I have seen.”

She looked at him confused, not knowing what to say.

“Daisy, they are read—” It was Lucie, stopping as she noticed who she was with. “Magnus. Hello. Did not know you'd be here.”

“Your father have summoned me, then I have noticed our bride here on my way to his study. Just stopped by to ask how she is doing.”

“Well I'd have to whisk away our bride now, for she has a beautiful gown to fit into.” Lucie said as she stretched out her arms towards me. I stood up and crossed the room to take it.

“It was nice talking to you Magnus.” She said to him as she reached Lucie.

He smiled at her and nodded. “Anytime dear.”

“See you around, Magnus.” Lucie said before she pulled her away to the parlor. Yet her thoughts remained in that room, confused and a bit hopeful. Which she quickly had to disregard, for that kind hope could cause a great pain for her.

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As he entered the institute, a string of laughter can be heard from the open door of the parlor. From the deep laughter of his father to the light and cheerful of his sister. Only one puts a smile on his face, the sweet and melodic laugh of Cordelia.

He did not expect for Cordelia to be still here at this hour. He knew that earlier today they had their dress fitting in the institute for the wedding, thus Matthew, being his suggenes as well as someone who Lucie have deemed responsible to keep James away from the institute for the day, delivered. Along with the rest of the Merry Thieves, they spent their day at the Devil's Tavern, then proceeded to Hell Ruelle, wherein they have encountered a couple of demons lurking around Fleet St.

A significant amount of demon ichor can be found on him, he ought to change before greeting his family at the parlor, when suddenly Lucie came out urgently.

“James?” she looked at his clothes, disgusted by the sight. “Are those ichor?”

“Some of them. Most are on Christopher.” He said as he surveyed himself checking if there are more than he knew.

“Given how most things explodes on him.” She answered. “By the way, Daisy is in the parlor, and I am going to get something in my room.” Then she hurried upstairs.

He still opted to change first before greeting them, yet his urge to see Cordelia is much more urgent at this point. As he walked towards the room, he removed his coat where most of the ichor are. He folded it then placed it on the first stool he came across.

Then there she was. Glowing with gold and red as the light from the fireplace reflects on her like a halo. Warmth surged through him as he saw her laugh at something that his father was telling her.

It was his mother who noticed him first. “James, come join us.”

Cordelia turned to see him, smiling at him encouragingly to join them. He approached her, placing his hand on her soft waves, as he leaned in to kiss her forehead. “How are you, my Daisy?” he asked her.

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