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[ka-click.livejournal.com]

Around the school, signs have begun going up. Some of them are at odd levels,, but most of them are at least waist high. Took a little bit of work to make the rug go the right height and all. They read, more or less:

ATTENTION, LADIES OF HOGWARTS!
Are you attractive? Do guys always tell you how hot you are?
Would you like to earn a little bit of cash for not much work?
Then come try out for a new periodical publication, like the wizarding world has never seen!
Please leave all morals at the door
See Bun-Bun at Hufflepuff, for more information. Or sign below, and he'll find you!
No kids!

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[ka-click.livejournal.com]

"All right, where do you come from?" He glances at his clipboard. This one is a shoe in, for sure. "And do you have any previous expierience?"

[redballerina.livejournal.com]

Bomba blew on her fingernails, tilting her head to admire them. Hmm, she needed some nailpolish... Coral red, perhaps. Bomba looked good in red.

"In the magazine business?" she inquired. "Not really. I signed up because people do tell me I look nice." She smirked slightly. People usually told her more than that. "Oh, and just write 'London' on your piece of paper. I never could be bothered remembering the address."

[ka-click.livejournal.com]

"All right, let's see what you got to work with." Grinny mcgrinny grin. He loves his work.

[redballerina.livejournal.com]

The redhead said nothing, just gracefully got to her feet and sauntered into the middle of the room. Bombalurina had an... intriguing saunter. It was all hip-swaying and intentionally seductive, designed to make any male look twice. Bomba had worked hard on it. She stopped, turned and struck a pose, pushing out her chest, pouting and letting her eyes smoulder. Her dress, which was leaving little to the imagination as it was, slid down another half an inch and exposed more of her cleavage.

"This okay?" she purred, placing a hand on her hip.

[ka-click.livejournal.com]

He's got the camera whirring. "Oh, this is perfect hun. I'll sign you up for a starting rate, we'll do just a basic set of photos, sound good to you?"

[redballerina.livejournal.com]

Bombalurina tilted back her head and let her hair cascade down her back. The light was caught in it and made it gleam in a very fetching shade of copper.

"Oh sure, sure," she replied airily, her smile never fading. She was rather licking this photography business. And hey, if she could make money out of it... "Just let me know where you want me. I'm very adaptable."

[ka-click.livejournal.com]

He finds himself nodding as he adjusts levers and buttons and such. "Sure, sure, actually, I just want you to be as relaxed as you can, right?Try and just make it, y'know, natural, fer you to be taking your clothes off."

[redballerina.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I'm very relaxed, darling, there's nothing to worry about there..."

She let him snap another few pictures. "You caught me a bit by surprise, though. And relaxed I may be, but I'm not going to take my clothes off out here. Besides, I'd like a good look in a mirror first. A girl has to look her best, you know." A new pose, this one with her coyly looking into the camera over her shoulder and lowering her lashes. Casually, "We could always go to my room for a little more privacy."

[ka-click.livejournal.com]

He snickers delightedly. "Oh, I'm down fro that. Lead the way hun." He taps the camera. "You do know whats special about these pictures, right?"

[redballerina.livejournal.com]

Bomba smiled and beckoned him to follow. She steered her steps towards Hufflepuff, where she immediately went up the stairs and into a room that was, despite the fact that yellow was the House colour, more or less entirely decorated in red. There was a bed, of course, wide and with dark red silk sheets. More or less perfect for posing on. And there was some elegant furniture in dark wood scattered around the place, a screen to change behind that had a couple of teeny-tiny dresses in silk and lace hung carelessly over it.

Oh yeah. It was Bombalurina's room.

"Make yourself comfortable," she said lightly and waved a hand. "Ready your camera. I'll be right back."

She gave him a flirty little wave before darting into the bathroom, to fuss about her hair and practice a couple new poses in front of the mirror.

[ka-click.livejournal.com]

He fixes up the camera, makes sure his controls are working on the rug, then leans back with a smile, taking a few pictures of her room, just as background filler.

[redballerina.livejournal.com]

Bombalurina had changed quickly. Black, lacy bra underwear underneath a see-through black robe with satin trimmings. She'd applied new make-up to emphasise her already gorgeous features, and pinned up her hair with a couple of ivory chopsticks, only a few tendrils of her hair falling down her face.

"All I could think of at such short notice," she excused herself. "I prefer the elegant look, if you don't mind... Oh yes, what's so special about these pictures? Apart from the fact that I will not be wearing anything in them, of course," Bomba added with a little smirk.

[ka-click.livejournal.com]

"They move. It's like having a little porno on a single page, talk about convienient!" He starts to click away, purple smoke puffing from the camera. "Show me what yer workin with love."

[redballerina.livejournal.com]

Well, wasn't that practical.

Bomba sauntered over to the bed and let the robe fall to the floor, leaving her very nearly naked. She sat down in the middle of the bed, legs pulled up and shown from their best angle. Which, in Bomba's opinion at least, was every angle.

She rested on one hip and pouted at the camera. for a couple of shots. Then she changed position and leaned back, breasts pushed out and back arched. As she did so, her bra straps inched down over her shoulders.

"Remember that I'm a beginner," she purred. "You'll have to tell me if there's anything special you want me to do."

[ka-click.livejournal.com]

"See if you can't talk some dirty. Y'know, I love you, do you want me, like what you see, short bits of stuff that can be easily lip read." The rug is drifting slowly, to make sure he gets all angles. "Let's try a nice slow strip."

He never actually expected this to work.

[redballerina.livejournal.com]

Bombalurina shrugged. "Whatever you say."

As she posed, she changed facial expressions ranging from dazzling smiles to flirty glances to sticking out her tongue and slowly licking her lips. She tried a couple of words as well, seemingly savouring the sounds of them in her mouth, as the bra was slowly removed. Yes, she was preening, just a bit. She was enjoying herself. Bombalurina liked to feel wanted. She sat on her knees, arms crossed over her breasts, and covered them teasingly from the camera while smiling almost shyly.

"You do this often, then?" she asked casually, mostly just to have something to say.

[ka-click.livejournal.com]

"Beautiful babe, beautiful. Tilt a little, all right, now turn to the camera, oh, it loves you, loves you hunny..." He shakes his head. "My first time, really. But, this place was just screaming for a good magazine."

[redballerina.livejournal.com]

The chopsticks were lazily taken out of her hair, and she shook it out to make it look the most attractive. She followed Bun-bun's commands as best she could, and gave him a series of different attitudes so that he could have somethings to choose from. Feisty redhead, shy redhead, daring redhead...

"This place screams for a lot of things, honey," she muttered. "Good thing you came along. I was dying of boredom."

[ka-click.livejournal.com]

"Beautiful babe like you?" He scoffs, letting the camera do most of the work. "Surely ya can find somethin, or someone, ta do in a place like this. Okay, let's try something a bit more erotic. You ever do any stripper work?"

[redballerina.livejournal.com]

Bomba smiled, very pleased indeed from the compliment. "I used to. It's been a while since the last time." Because that bitch Lily had scared away the two most intriguing gentlemen of the bunch. Bombalurina hadn't seen neither Dean nor Sirius in ages, now. Sad thing, that.

She sat up, relaxing some. "Nothing... professional, let's say, but I'm up for challenges. What did you have in mind?"

[ka-click.livejournal.com]

"Let's work some stretches in, yeah? one leg up, show them what you have, make like the camera is your boyfriend, hogtied to a chair, and your teasing the hell out of him, from a good two feet away."

He shakes his head at the first part of the conversation. "Well, once this gets published, you'll be a star kid."

[redballerina.livejournal.com]

Teasing? ...Now that she could do. Her expression went from relaxed and flirty, which was basically her default mode, to full-blown seduction. Her eyes flashed into the camera, he smile was teasing and her eyebrows arched in an inviting suggestion to anyone that would look at the finished picture. She stood slowly by the bedpost, placing her hand on it. It wasn't exactly a stripping pole, but it was the closest thing to it in the room.

Bomba struck another few poses, making certain her legs were neatly on display, and hen she sighed. "I certainly hope so, darling. Being a star would suit me well, I think."

Modesty? Nah. That wasn't her thing.

[ka-click.livejournal.com]

"I agree." He shuts down the camera, nodding. "That should do it, for a first set. Thanks for yer help."

[redballerina.livejournal.com]

"Oh, don't mention it..."

Bombalurina bent down to pick up her robe and put it on, tying the silk belt around her waist. Then she pulled her fingers through her hair and cast a glance in the mirror. Oh yeah, she still looked good.

"If you need me again, you know where to find me. Oh, and I'll want to see the pictures." Maybe she'd have one of the nicest ones and have it framed...

[ka-click.livejournal.com]

"Oh, you'll see them all right." He grins, as he floats away.