"Yes! Can't you see that from the outside, without knowing what it meant to you, that I saw it that way? I see now it wasn't, I can clearly bloody see that it meant a lot more to you than just a pissing contest with Theo! I thought you were stepping down because you had finally had enough of the bullshit, not that you'd given up on everything! How in fucking Hell was I supposed to know that!"
The anger was back, though the hurt didn't leave. He had never been more confused and blindsided in his life, which was saying something. Over a fucking walk.
"Can you really not get past the fact that I made a mistake? This was a bloody misunderstanding Harry, not a betrayal! I'm still on your side, I'll always be on your side, but you can't expect me to read your fucking mind! How can I even begin to fix damage I don't even know I've done!"
He stopped, scrubbing at his face with his hands.
"If you want me to go, I'll go. But just for now. This isn't done. We aren't done."