Your brother, a Slytherin, left the safety of a house that was warded to the teeth and amply protected to search for you, his older brother who walked out on him. He searched for you in all the chaos and danger that the city was in, attempting to make sure that you were safe, and you blame him for your death when neither of you needed to die?

_{[His voice is cold, hard, unyielding and tight with anger.]}

I think you're the one who can't take the truth here.