No. Harry wakes up first.

Harry's eyes fluttered open to the sound of a door slamming from downstairs and the distant voice of her Aunt Petunia calling out.

"Vernon? Are you here, darling? I saw your car in the driveway!"

"Mmm...Five more minutes, love..." murmured Uncle Vernon sleepily, tightening his grip on Harry's nude form and making her very aware of what kind of scene her Aunt was about to walk in on.

'Bollocks!'

Harry desperately strained against her uncle's beefy arm, but the only that she was rewarded with was an intensifying of his grip. What was even worse was that the door to the room was currently wide open. About the only positive thing in this situation was the sound of Petunia tottering away downstairs doing something, though Harry knew she'd come upstairs sooner or later.

"Uncle Vernon." hissed Harry, patting her uncle's cheek lightly to try and rouse him awake. "Wake up!"

"Mmm...Wha...?" Uncle Vernon's eyes blearily opened, gazing around the room for the source of the noise that had woken him up before settling in on Harry. "Lily...?"

Harry blushed at the reminder that her mom had once had sex with Uncle Vernon before shaking her head to clear those thoughts up. "You need to be quiet! Your wife is here!" hissed Harry.

SMACK!

"Eep!" Harry yelped as her uncle swatted her ass.

"Don't...tell me what to do, slut..." mumbled Vernon through a yawn.