XXVIII.
After they both redressed, they lay under the covers, Syrulia snuggled close her head resting on his chest. They lay in the darkened room in silence. "Severus," her voice softly echoed in the dark. "Yes," he answered, his voice back to its normal cool tone. "Have you told your parents about me," she questioned. Severus pressed his cheek to the top of her head, breathing in the sweet scent of her hair. "I mentioned you in a letter to my mother," he admitted. "I see," she whispered. "Why do you ask," he questioned in return. "Just curious," she answered.
It was silent again for a moment before Severus decided to ask the same thing. "I wrote to my mother about you as soon as I broke up with Avery," she admitted. "And did she say anything back about me," he questioned. "Well, actually, yes. She said that she was happy for me, and that she thought my father might like you better than Avery since your father is a muggle," Syrulia explained. "You told her that," Severus hissed. Syrulia sat up quickly moving away from Severus slightly. "I didn't tell her. Apparently she knows your mother," she sputtered. As Severus stared up at her he could see the look of fear in her eyes. He recognized it from the handful of times he had seen Syrulia attacked by Avery. He sat up and slowly grasped one of her hands. "Syrulia," he whispered, "you needn't ever be scared of me. I will never hurt you." As the look of fear diminished he reached up to gently caress her cheek. She leaned into his touch, before he swiftly pulled her into his embrace. "I promise you," he whispered.
As they lay back down facing each other on the pillow, Severus decided it would be okay to question further. "Would you like me to meet your parents," his question came. Syrulia's eyes widened, she had never thought about it, but supposed maybe he should. "One day," she answered, as she lightly pushed a piece of Severus' hair back from his face. "Okay," he breathed out, not having realized he had been holding his breath. Syrulia smiled at him, as she gently stroked the side of his face, placing a small kiss on his nose.
"I don't know how you could ever have fallen in love with me," Severus remarked then. Syrulia smirked at this, "How could I not?" She kissed him again gently, before looking deep into his eyes. Her silvery blue eyes shone even in the darkness of the room, causing Severus heart to beat harder once again. 'How could I ever be so lucky,' he thought to himself. "Goodnight, my love," she whispered suddenly, rolling over and sliding back against him. Her head rested right beneath his chin, and he wrapped his top arm around her drawing her in closer. "Goodnight, dearest Syrulia," he whispered.
