Natty Alexia

“Could you give me a boost up to the second floor?”
“I will not,” Raphael said icily.
“Sure, any friend of Magnus’s,” said Elliott, and then, off Raphael’s glare, added, “is someone we don’t like, definitely, not even a little bit, at all.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Red Scrolls of Magic

“It’s a classic love story. I hit on him at a party, he asked me out, then we fought an epic magical battle between good and evil side by side, and now we need a vacation.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Red Scrolls of Magic

“Alec, who was watching this back-and-forth as if sitting center court in a tennis match, raised a hand. “I’m sorry, but did you two used to date?”
That stopped the conversation dead in its tracks. Both Tessa and Magnus turned to him with identical looks of shock.
“You seem more horrified than I do,” Magnus told Tessa, “and somehow I am deeply wounded.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Red Scrolls of Magic

“About Bane. Don’t hurt him,” Raphael said abruptly.
Alec hesitated. “No,” he said, his voice softer. “I would never—”
Raphael held up a peremptory hand. “Stop being disgusting, please,” he said. “I don’t care if you wound his, as the kids say, ‘wittle fee-fees.’ Dump him like a ton of magic bricks. I wish you would. I just meant, don’t kill him.”
“I’m not going to kill him,” Alec said, appalled.
His blood ran cold at the idea, and colder as he looked down into Raphael’s face. The vampire was serious.
“Aren’t you?” Raphael asked. “Shadowhunter.”
He said the word the same way as the Downworlders of the Shadow Market had, but it sounded different in service of protecting someone Alec would gladly give his life to shield from harm.
It made Alec wonder if the people of the Market were all looking at him and seeing a threat to someone they cared for.
“Stop it, Raphael,” said Lily. She gave Alec a brief, surprisingly sympathetic look. “Kid’s obviously in love.”
“Ugh,” said Raphael. “Terrible business. Let’s get out of here.”
Elliott cheered. “Can we go to the after-party?”
“No,” Raphael said with distaste. He left Alec and walked away without a look back. After a quick last glance, Lily and then Elliott turned to follow.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Red Scrolls of Magic