Petunia: Up! Get up! [She knocks on his closet door repeatedly] Now! Both of you! [Smacks door of closet and walks into the living room] [Harry and you wakes up, turns on his bedroom light and puts on his glasses with tape on the bridge, indicating that it was partly damaged. A large, tubby boy, Dudley Dursley, suddenly comes running down the stairs above the closet. He stops half-way down and goes back, jumping on the staircase.] Dudley: Wake up, cousins! We're going to the zoo! [Harry and you looks up to the join works of the stairs with small amounts of dusts rising. Dudley laughs, comes down the stairs, and runs for the kitchen. Harry tries to come out of the closet but is pushed back in by Dudley. Petunia is in the kitchen, where Dudley has gone.] Petunia: Oh, here he comes, the birthday boy! Vernon: Happy birthday, son. [Petunia and Dudley giggle together. Harry comes into the kitchen, dressed in outgrown clothes.] Petunia: [to Harry and you, unpleasantly] Why don't you just cook the breakfast, and try not to burn anything. Harry: Yes, Aunt Petunia. [Harry and you clean the dishes then gets to work on cooking the bacon] Petunia: I want everything to be perfect for my Dudley's special day. Vernon: [to Harry, who is taking his time placing the bacon on the plates] Hurry up! Bring my coffee, boy! Harry: Yes, Uncle Vernon. [Petunia leads Dudley over to the family room, where there are a vast amount of presents. Dudley stares.] Petunia: Aren't they wonderful, darling? Dudley: How many are there? Vernon: 36. Counted 'em myself.*** ***Dudley: 36?! But last year... last year I had 37!! ***Vernon: Err, yes, well, some of them are quite a bit bigger than last year. Dudley: I don't care how big they are! Petunia: [calming him down] Oh, now, now, now. This is what we're going to do, is that when we go out, we're going to buy you two new presents! How's that, pumpkin?