LXXXIV. Maybe

Marlene didn't buy it. "You never contacted me. Not in nine years."

"I didn't know what to say."

"Must not have wanted to talk to me very much, then."

"I wanted to apologize. I wanted to - "

"But you didn't." She had her hands in her hair. "Merlin, Sirius, d'you know what I went through? Being away from you was torture. The worst kind of withdrawal. And I kept waiting for it to get better, for the amortentia to wear off, and it never did. So I started to think - maybe I did love you."

"Maybe you do," he said quietly.