LXXIV. More
"Amortentia isn't real love," Marlene explained. "It's lust. So we'll be infatuated with each other for the rest of our lives, but there isn't any love. We won't actually care for one another."
His face was unreadable. "You don't care about me?"
"You got me expelled. And then proceeded to never contact me again. Forgive me for holding a bit of a grudge."
"I care about you."
"It's just the amorten - "
"I helped you get your trunk on the train. First year. Remember? I cared about you then."
"I need more than that, Sirius. A lot more."
[100 Prompts: Lust]
