"You want it. You love to provoke me so I can break you. You love it when I do this. When I call you to order, when I break your resistance, when I punish you. You love... ' the voice became hoarse, 'to squirm at my feet. And you know that no one else can give you this. No one else can make you feel like that. And that is why that Potion pointed you toward me, Potter. "