...What now? Married? Oh no. Not Bombalurina. She had never taken a mate and was not planning on doing that yet for a long time, if ever. Being married was NOT in the plan.
Hissing at the House-elves and occasionally clawing at them (which didn't appear to disturb them nearly as much as Bomba would have wished), the furious redhead stomped off towards her assigned tent. Her dress (http://www.edressme.com/04372nn.html), which unusually enough actually did went past her knees in honour of this "award ceremony," trailed after her, the edges of it already stained with mud. Oh great... She just hoped her new husband would be hot. Hopefully good in bed too, because otherwise Bomba was definitely going to have words with the Sorting Hat. They would not be nice words. They would be threats. Bombalurina didn't take orders from anyone.
Stupid Hat.
As soon as Bomba entered tent number 13 she became aware of the sounds. Ah. Her husband, the apple of her eye...
She went inside, and saw... a woman. A... sort of... blueish... woman. In an extremely ugly dress, to boot.
"So," said Bomba irritably, crossing her arms over her rather impressive cleavage. "I know I'm in the right place. Please don't tell me you live here too."
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Hissing at the House-elves and occasionally clawing at them (which didn't appear to disturb them nearly as much as Bomba would have wished), the furious redhead stomped off towards her assigned tent. Her dress (http://www.edressme.com/04372nn.html), which unusually enough actually did went past her knees in honour of this "award ceremony," trailed after her, the edges of it already stained with mud. Oh great... She just hoped her new husband would be hot. Hopefully good in bed too, because otherwise Bomba was definitely going to have words with the Sorting Hat. They would not be nice words. They would be threats. Bombalurina didn't take orders from anyone.
Stupid Hat.
As soon as Bomba entered tent number 13 she became aware of the sounds. Ah. Her husband, the apple of her eye...
She went inside, and saw... a woman. A... sort of... blueish... woman. In an extremely ugly dress, to boot.
"So," said Bomba irritably, crossing her arms over her rather impressive cleavage. "I know I'm in the right place. Please don't tell me you live here too."