I'm Moving On (Aelia)

Alastor apparated to his yard, opening the door to his house with a groan. Adrastos and Allison ran to him, shouting and laughing, hugging his legs as he closed the door behind him. Taking his children into his arms, he nuzzled Allison, before kissing Adrastos' forehead. "How are my two little children?" he asked putting them down afterwards, as they ran into the kitchen. "Aelia, you home?" he asked, taking his trench coat out and placing it in the sofa.

Aelia had been sitting in the kitchen with the kids until she heard door open and the kids ran into the next room. She smiled a little, standing up to follow them. "Good afternoon," she said, smiling. It was odd for her to be living like this. She was always a butterfly, something that never stopped moving. Now she was settled down, but she liked it. She was really happy for once in her life.

Walking to his woman, Alastor planted a deep kiss on her lips and smiled as he pulled away. "The Ministry's been a mess ever since I arrested the Minister," he admitted, rubbing his wrist after he took off his watch. While he did so, he contemplated how he and Aelia had come together. It had been so long ever since Anora had disappeared, Alastor needed to move on. And he needed someone to do it. Aelia came up at the right time, and now, he was all hers.

Aelia smiled into his kiss, her hands resting against his chest. She laughed a little at his comment. "Did you expect anything less?" she said, raising her eyebrows slightly. She knew that Alastor was probably stressed, and she tried her best to do what she could to help. She leaned against the back of the sofa, thinking about how she had ended up there and smiling at the thought.

Alastor chuckled at Aelia's answer with a smile of his own, but it quickly faded away, as his mind thought about all the details that involved the chaos in the Ministry, "I hoped, just hoped, Bartemius could create order. Ever since his son was imprisoned he has failed to do that..." he shook his head. "Never thought Barty Crouch Jr would turn into such a psycho...but Sirius did warn me," he confessed, "Hope our Adrastos doesn't turn out to be like Barty Jr...the complete opposite of his dad," he said, grinning brightly afterwards.

Aelia looked down, thinking. "He won't," she said. "If we raise him right, he won't." Aelia worried about whether or not she was a good mother, as the children she was raising weren't her own. She hoped that she was doing a good enough job. She didn't know what had caused Barty's son to turn out to be such a wreck, but she knew that she would do everything she could to make sure that her children wouldn't turn out that way. Even if they weren't actually her children.

Alastor sat down in the sofa, "He'll grow up to be a little auror," he said, "And he won't be like Barty...neither will his sister. You'll be a great mom Aelia...I bet so..."  he said taking her hand in his and tightly holding it. Their relationship had grown stronger ever since they got together after the Shadows attacked the community.

Aelia sat down next to him, smiling softly still. "I hope so," she said. She began thinking about Alastor and how close the two of them had become, and she wondered what it was that had cause it. Aelia was the type of women who still acted like a child, but with him she was finally grown up. It was different, but she had needed a change.

"Thank you," she said to him. "For everything." She knew that he could just as easily have left her behind and found someone else, but he chose her for some reason.

Aelia smiled, a little bigger this time. "I'm just glad that you allowed me to come in the first place," she said sweetly. Aelia was proud of the person that she had become, and she knew that she couldn't have done that without Alastor. She felt like she owed him everything, but he never let her think that. "I love you," she said to him.

Aelia smiled sweetly, leaning forward to close the space between them, but only for a moment. There were kids running around, after all. "What do you say we head upstairs?" she asked him softly, almost smirking.

Alastor snapped his fingers, and his house elf appeared. He nodded at her, and she went back to taking care of the kids. Her job was to make them fall asleep soon. "Well then," Alastor said as he picked her up. "I can't see why not," he smiled, as he carried her up the stairs, princess style.

Aelia let out a small surprised squeak as he picked her up. She grinned and wrapped her arms around his neck to secure herself. She watched him as they made their way upstairs, admiring him. Once they reached the bedroom, she slipped out of his arms gracefully and turned to face him again. She took his face in her hands and kissed him gently. That's how she was, always the gentle one.

Aelia moved forward slightly and leaned forward until they were lying down on the bed. Every move she made was smooth, delicate. Her hands rested lightly on his chest as their lips danced together. "I love you," she whispered in between kisses. She liked saying it. She had never felt this way about anyone before, but it felt perfect. She knew that Alastor was her perfect person.

Aelia grinned as he lifted her shirt over her head. She kissed down his neck to his chest, then back up to his lips. She toyed with the hem of his pants, but she didn't take them off yet. She wanted to tease him a little. Sex was something she used to be very good at, but this was different. This wasn't just sex, it was love. And that was something she had never been very good at.

Aelia let out small moans as Alastor kissed down her body. She ran her hands up and down his torso before finally unbuttoning his pants and pulling them off. Their lips met once again, and Aelia pulled him back down on top of her. Her hands roamed up to his neck once again, gently pulling him closer to her.

Alastor's hands traveled down to Aelia's jeans, unbuttoning them. He pulled them down, taking them off, and started kissing her ivory legs, all the way up to her waist. Pulling her panties down, he rubbed her heat, and smirked as he took off his own boxers.

Aelia's moans grew louder, but she tried to keep quiet so that the kids wouldn't hear them. Wouldn't want to scar them later in life. She smirked when he took off his boxers and she pulled him towards her so their lips met again.

Exploring her mouth with his tongue, before he thrust his length, into her, intertwining their bodies.

-some time later-

Aelia lay on Alastor's bare chest, smiling softly. She drew circles on his skin with her index finger. She looked up at him, blue eyes sparkling. For so long she had been a little bee, something impossible to catch. But he had somehow managed to catch her, and now she never wanted him to let her go.