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Harry
woke
with
a
start
.
His
aunt
rapped
on
the
door
again
.
"
Up
!
"
she
screeched
.
Harry
heard
her
walking
toward
the
kitchen
and
then
the
sound
of
the
frying
pan
being
put
on
the
stove
.
He
rolled
onto
his
back
and
tried
to
remember
the
dream
he
had
been
having
.
It
had
been
a
good
one
.
There
had
been
a
flying
motorcycle
in
it
.
He
had
a
funny
feeling
he
'd
had
the
same
dream
before
.
His
aunt
was
back
outside
the
door
.
"
Are
you
up
yet
?
"
she
demanded
.
"
Nearly
,
"
said
Harry
.
"
Well
,
get
a
move
on
,
I
want
you
to
look
after
the
bacon
.
And
do
n't
you
dare
let
it
burn
,
I
want
everything
perfect
on
Duddy
's
birthday
.
"
Harry
groaned
.
"
What
did
you
say
?
"
his
aunt
snapped
through
the
door
.
"
Nothing
,
nothing
...
"
Dudley
's
birthday
--
how
could
he
have
forgotten
?
Harry
got
slowly
out
of
bed
and
started
looking
for
socks
.
He
found
a
pair
under
his
bed
and
,
after
pulling
a
spider
off
one
of
them
,
put
them
on
.
Harry
was
used
to
spiders
,
because
the
cupboard
under
the
stairs
was
full
of
them
,
and
that
was
where
he
slept
.
