The next morning Hugo tried to stay in bed as long as he could. No such luck. With a swish of his wand, Ron yanked back the curtains allowing the daylight stream in. Hugo tried to pull the duvet over his head; it flew off his body and out of the doorway. Hugo glared at his grinning father. "Up, shower, breakfast and then apologise. In that order, without any missing out or deviation. Be downstairs in ten minutes."