Lorne wakes up with a start, when there bursts out a thrilling vociferation in the western city, followed by a blue bolt flash through the sky without a thunderclap.
When Mr. and Mrs. Dursley woke up on the dull, grey Tuesday, our story starts, there was nothing about the cloudy sky outside to suggest that strange and mysterious things would soon be happening all over the country.
It's hard to say. I guess there's just a time in every woman's life when she gets tired of waking up on a strange futon with a bunch of people she doesn't know.