He was a doll. A doll with doll parts. A doll that you controlled. You made him do whatever you want.
You told him to calm down. He listened.
You told him to listen. He listened.
You told him to speak. He spoke.
You told him to kill. He killed.
That's all he was. Someone to use. He was their favorite toy soldier.
He did them proud.
Pretty. Little. Doll.
Harry Potter.