Verity glared as he sat down on the bed next to her and nearly twitched in her disapproval. He was right, it did prove a lot. In fact, the point that Theo was requesting Montague get his hands on the potion was pretty much the end to her arguments and that little prick new it. The smirk on his face only inflamed her more.
"Don't call me that," she snapped at him, still looking over the letter. She was barely able to even process the fact that Theo wanted them to leave Hogsmeade, her mind still addled with adrenaline.
When he reached out to her she jerked away from him, her eyes fiercely trained on him. "I don't remember giving you permission to touch me," she said sharply. All in all it was a strange thing to say after having just shagged, but she didn't care. She didn't want him touching her or talking to her in any sort of affectionate way. He had forced her to take a potion against her will as well as had the potion given to her son when he knew damn well that she didn't agree with it.