To scrap or not to scrap? ....Hrm...
Jace and Clary from The Mortal Instruments. Again. *cough* I am not obsessed.
[Spoilers for City of Bones]
My absolute favorite part of the first book is when they are in the green house.
It's just...so perfect. *swoons*
"Somewhere, a bell was tolling. 'Midnight,' said Jace, setting the knife down. He got to his feet, holding his hand out to pull her up beside him. His fingers were slightly sticky with apple juice. 'Now, watch.'
His gaze was fixed on the green shrub they'd been sitting beside, with its dozens of shiny closed buds. She started to ask him what she was supposed to be looking at, but he held up a hand to forestall her. His eyes were shining. 'Wait,' he said.
The leaves on the shrub hung still and motionless. Suddenly one of the tightly closed buds began to quiver and tremble. It swelled to twice its size and burst open. It was like watching a speeded-up film of a flower blooming: the delicate green sepals opening outward, releasing the clustered petals inside. They were dusted with pale gold pollen as light as talcum.
'Oh!' said Clary, and looked up to find Jace watching her. 'Do they bloom every night?'
'Only on midnight,' he said. 'Happy birthday, Clarissa Fray.'"