Parvati shook her head again, normally she talked with her hands so much and not having them now was frustrating her other then the fact that she couldn't get to her wand.
"I never said that. But there is a difference in the blood on their hands versus the blood on yours. I don't care if you brokered deals with him. You still killed in his name. You want to cull people like they are sheep!" She glared at him. "Why me. I am not strong. I am not even the most well known of Pure Blooded Witches. You could take Malfoy, Parkenson, Goyle! I am sure any of them would be happy to hear your bid for power and find a way to use it for their own gain."