Verity shrank slightly when he snapped at her. It wasn't enough for it to seem like she was cowering from him, just expressing her sincere wish to disappear- that hadn't happened much in her life. She ended up putting her feet on the bed and shrinking against the wall, the paper's still in her hands.
"I know," she told him, her voice soft but mostly because it lacked anything like emotion.
She looked back at the article and then to him. "Charlie..." she started tenderly, carefully. "Why does it say that we were publicly snogging?" Okay, sure she didn't trust the Prophet, but usually gossip was based in truth.