Harry gave out a hollow, mirthless laugh. "You wanted to find a photo, something to commemorate my early life ... and you came looking here? You came to the place where, when I was about the age of whatever that abomination of Ginny’s is now, I was being starved, abused both physically and emotionally, and used as a punch bag by my older cousin? Do you really believe these people, who despised me so much, would want pictures to remember me by?"