Finding out about the future - A Shadowhunters and Harry Potter crossover

Chapter Thirty Seven - A Dark Reflection

[LAKE LYN]

[Clary is underwater in the lake. She tries to swim up. Suddenly, she sees her own reflection. She tries to swim up to the light, but she can't.]

Magnus looks confused, Clary should be fine.

[THE INSTITUTE, CLARY'S BEDROOM]

[Clary is having the nightmare about Lake Lyn.]

CLARY: No! No!

[Jace runs into the room and up to Clary's bed.]

JACE: Hey, hey, hey. Hey, it's okay. Wake up, wake up. [Clary sits up.] It's just a bad dream.

CLARY: Jace... What are you doing here?

JACE: I, uh, I heard you screaming. You all right?

CLARY: Yeah. I, uh... I was back at Lake Lyn. Underwater, drowning...

JACE: Well, you're all right now.

[Jace squeezes her hand.]

Clary goes red.

CLARY: You know, everything that happened back at the lake, I can't get it out of my head.

JACE: It's not exactly top of my vacation list either.

"Really" said Rose sarcastically.

CLARY: My brother's alive. Somewhere out there, Jonathan exists.

[Jace sits down on the bed.]

JACE: I know. It's a lot to process.

[Clary pulls one of the journals laying on her bed closer. She flips through it.]

CLARY: I mean, he was a child.

JACE: With demon blood, don't forget that.

"He was still a child" said Clary angrily.

CLARY: And no one but Valentine to teach him the difference between right and wrong. If he's out there, I wanna find him.

JACE: We will.

CLARY: How? We don't even know where to start. [realizing something] Wait, that's not true.

[Clary gets out of bed and goes to her desk. Jace follows.]

CLARY: Do you remember this?

[Clary pulls out the J.C. box they got from her old house.]

JACE: Yeah.

CLARY: My mom's keepsakes from when he was a baby. We thought they were yours, but they're–

JACE: Jonathan's. We can use what's inside to track him.

[Clary opens the box. It's empty.]

"Great" sighed Alec.

CLARY: Looks like somebody beat us to it.

[SEBASTIAN'S APARTMENT]

[Sebastian is caressing a little shoe. His shoe. Valentine approaches him.]

Izzy tips her head back annoyed.

VALENTINE: Well done, Jonathan.

SEBASTIAN: You said my mother didn't care about me. But she kept these things...

Luke sighed.

VALENTINE: It was foolish sentimentality, nothing more. Your mother feared you. She wanted you dead.