Taking care not to wake Harry, Lucy slipped out of bed and into the bathroom, locking the door quietly behind her. The pale dawn filtered through the small window, turning everything shadowy and a soft grey. Without turning on the overhead light, she felt in the back of the cupboard where she had hidden the kit. Taking a deep breath, she held the leaflet up to the window and rescanned the instructions, although she’d been through them several times the previous night. She removed the wrapper and th...