"I am not at all suggesting that you should have let Greyback kill one of our siblings," he replied, each vowel clipped with repressed anger. "I'm simply wondering why you didn't feel you could contact me and let me know what the fuck had happened? I'm sure you were being watched but for Merlin's sake, was there no opportunity?"
He let her finish her tirade before stepping forward to stare at her incredulously. "I understand obviously that you were pretty fucked over by all the shit you went through, you just have to read your file to understand that, but you let me think-" he paused and stepped back, covering his eyes for a moment. "You let me think for years that you willingly joined the Death Eaters? You let me assume when I could have been helping you instead of harbouring this immense fucking rage? I mean every man and his fucking dog knows how mother feels about the dark arts, and I take after her, BUT DID YOU NOT THINK THAT I WOULD HAVE UNDERSTOOD? DID YOU REALLY THINK THAT I'M SUCH A CUNT THAT I'D REJECT YOU MAKING FOR A DECISION THAT OUR BLIGHTED FUCKING MOTHER WASN'T BRAVE ENOUGH TO MAKE? OR THAT I WOULDN'T HAVE MADE IT TOO IF I WERE THERE?"
"Obviously thinking your sister was willingly a Death Eater is nothing compared to actually being forced into being a Death Eater, but for fuck's sake Panda, could you not have told me? Or did you just assume that mother would do anything but nearly kill me when I pressed her on the issue?" He turned away from her and stomped up the stairs, heading towards the room that he'd always had set aside for her, fairly sure that she'd follow him - to murder him for yelling at her if nothing else.