Soliloquies of Power
I did regret it – I knew I would! I'm sick and tired of being Dudley's punching bag, of my uncle forcing me to do chores that not even a house elf would do, of my aunt starving me for not completing the chores, and of my uncle beating me just for being in existence. If only I had magic to use over summer – I'd show them! I could be safe if I wasn't forbidden to use magic. This inability to defend myself makes my blood boil… Oh no! My uncle's coming!
