I have lingered at the edges of your mind all your life and made appearances but rarely. I have been behind your acts of wrath. My voice was so weak then and you barely used me—how could you know what I was to become? You always regretted what you did after the fact, but you cannot deny how good it felt to unleash me. You had reason and power, and yet you still denied my existence. You denied yourself. But you cannot get rid of me, and so I have strengthened over the course of this marriage. The Horcrux has given me a voice, and thanks to your husband I am a closer part of you than I have ever been. I am yours to wield.