'The office?' Cass asked, thinking that there couldn't possibly be a more boring place to be if you were a kid. His mind racing he tried to come up with another solution.
Susan would love to help, he was sure, but she too worked long hours and was devoted to her work. No, he couldn't count on that. And while Montague had a son around the same age, he wouldn't want anything to do with him. Miles perhaps? But then no, even he knew better than to subject his kid to Miles.
'Pansy is at home all day, and have elves to help,' he said suddenly. 'I'm sure she'd love to help when school is out and we're working.' He could at least ask, but he couldn't possibly imagine that Pansy would say no. And Harry wouldn't mind either, he was certain of it. They'd taken care of Millicent's daughter while Millicent was ill, had they not? He thought he remembered something like that.