Name: Small Miracles
Summary: Cassius doesn't believe in miracles. But he believes in Roger. Fluff, slash, Hogwarts Era
Season/Round: Daily Prophet Competition 2 – S1R3 – Rarepairs
A/N: This was for the second Daily Prophet Competition and it's also featured in my Cassius/Roger collection, 'Bludger to the Head'. The task was to find a round from one of the previous seasons and write a fic of 500 words for a position that I currently don't write for. I decided to use first season's round 3 which was about rare pairings. And I love rare pairings, okay.
Beta: Rayniekinnz
Characters: Cassius Warrington, Roger Davies, mentioned Graham Montague.
Beater 1 Prompt: Choose a pairing with at least one Ravenclaw.
Optional Prompts:
6. Dialogue: "Pretend that didn't happen."
8. "When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know your name is safe in their mouth." - Jess C. Scott
"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know your name is safe in their mouth." – Jess C. Scott
Cassius doesn't believe in miracles.
"Roger."
Cassius can feel Roger's arms around his waist. He can barely move but that doesn't mean he doesn't find the position comfortable. The Ravenclaw snores softly. His breath tickles Cassius' shoulder and Cassius feels almost bad for having to wake Roger up.
"Roger. It's almost morning."
"Just five more minutes…"
Cassius chuckles at his partner's croaky voice.
"Not today," he says and nudges Roger's jaw with his shoulder.
"Why the hell do you live under the lake?" Roger groans but doesn't move an inch. "It's too far away from my tower…"
Cassius raises an eyebrow and chuckles. "Your tower?"
"I'm tired," Roger mumbles defensively but his voice doesn't hold its usual edge. "You can't seriously expect me to be all smart and articulate this early in the morning…"
"Why would I expect something like that, good Sir?" Cassius teases. "You see, I don't believe in miracles."
"I find it a miracle that we're together, Cassius," Roger says softly and yawns.
A warm feeling spreads in Cassius' chest at those simple words. He loves the way Roger says his name. It makes him feel light, carefree even. And more important than any girl Roger had bedded before him. He knows Roger loves him.
Roger presses his face into the crook of his neck and Cassius lets out a content sigh as the Ravenclaw nuzzles his hair. If only mornings like that could continue forever. Roger slides his fingers over Cassius' ribs. His grin only widens when Cassius shudders.
"Can't we just cuddle for a little longer?" Roger asks playfully, finally fully awake. "Or maybe we could do something else?"
"Only if you want to get kicked out by a very angry Montague," Cassius says even though the suggestion tempts him and his neither regions. "Just get up, Roger. Your clothes are all over the room."
Roger untangles himself from Cassius and reluctantly gets up from the warm and comfy bed to collect his clothes. He pulls his shirt over his head and reaches for his trousers when he notices Cassius looking at him.
Roger grins. "Like what you see?"
"I've learned to appreciate your nice behind," Cassius states and licks his lips. He lets his smile fall a little when Roger zips up his trousers. "Aww."
"You can see my behind again tonight," Roger whispers with a teasing smirk on his lips. He goes to peck a small kiss on Cassius' cheek before leaving for the door.
"You forgot your shoes, Cinderella," Cassius says and Roger quickly turns around. Cassius points at a pair of black shoes.
"Pretend that didn't happen, Prince Charming," Roger says. He takes his shoes and without putting them on walks to the door.
"See you later?" Cassius asks.
"Of course, Cassius," Roger replies with a toothy grin. "Of course."
But he believes in Roger.
