"Can't you? You hate doing nothing, Cass, and you'd be away from the things you love the most. I mean money wouldn't be a problem. It's never been one. I know you think it is for you, but I have plenty and no one to share it with... well not until you, but you sitting at home all day would drive you insane within days," Percy said, squeezing Cass's hand gently.
He sighed again, and then lay down once more. His arm was around Cass again. "Even if I agreed, Cass, it doesn't wipe out the investigation or the problems we have." Although it certainly went a long way to fix them, because he couldn't imagine Cass giving the Aurors up if he didn't mean what he was saying, but he still didn't feel comfortable letting him do it. "Maybe we can find another way." And maybe pigs would learn to fly, but a little Gryffindor optimism didn't hurt.