Percy put all the plates on the coffee table and that's when he noticed the boxes. "You bought me present," he said, incredulity ringing in his voice. "You really didn't have, Cass."
He sat down, ignoring both food and present, because as far as he was concerned there was only one thing - or one person - that was important in the room. "The wand - I'll have a Portkey done and we can go to Rome. We can get whatever else you need while we're there." He covered Cass' cheek as he leaned to kiss him. His lips lingered against Cass' as he pulled back slightly. "You'll be able to use it soon enough. You're doing to much better." The deathly yellow color was finally gone and breathing didn't sound like Cass was in excruciating pain. He was doing much better indeed.