Stuck in his mind, Hadrian glared at Dumbledore.
"Give me back my life!"
"No. No, my dear boy. I can't do that."
"You can't keep me here! I will get out!"
"Oh, I know. That's why, when you do, you'll be too broken to do anything, but wish to be back here. So I win either way."
With a wave of his hand, Dumbledore open a door.
With the creaking of the unused door, came the screams of pain, angry bellows, falsely accusing whines. The Dursleys.
"Please! Please don't make me go in there! I- i'll do anything! Just PLEASE! DON'T MAKE ME GO IN THERE!"
"You see, Harry. I just don't believe that. I wish I could, I really do, but I learned my lesson long ago. Never. Trust. A. Slytherin. Goodbye, Harry."