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Mungojerrie was positive that this was wrong. It was likely to backfire in his face. Yet, he felt a need to do it any way.

It's a good thing he's had some practise with the typewriter.

Bombalurina,

welcome I heard you were sorted. need a tour of the place? pretty big and i can show you the best place of all

kitchens!

how about it?

- jerry

Absolutely terrified and traumatised rat back.

Date: 2006-11-16 08:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redballerina.livejournal.com
The letter was read several times, and for each time, Bombalurina brightened even more. Let's see, Jerry, Jerry... Oh yeah, that redhead. Well, he was cute. She wouldn't mind a tour around the castle with him. Her reply was short and sloppy, written with a pencil that she held between her teeth.

Am outside the common room, hon. Come get me.
- Bomba.


Then she released the rat, which she had been pinning to the floor, and retracted her claws. "Your lucky day, darling," she said to it and grinned toothily. "Now run off and find Jerry."

Date: 2006-11-16 10:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redballerina.livejournal.com
She looked up and smiled slowly. "Oh hello..."

Bombalurina sat up and gave her paw a quick lick, smoothing down the fur on her head. Not that she needed it. It was just a good move to make.

"How very gentlemanly of you to offer showing me around," she said, smile still in place. "I really appreciate it."

Date: 2006-11-16 11:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redballerina.livejournal.com
Oh, why not... Couldn't hurt, could it? Milk was lovely, much better than cream, which just went straight to the hips...

"That wouldn't be so bad, hon," she said, licking her lips.

Mm-hm. Definitely a gentleman.

Date: 2006-11-16 11:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redballerina.livejournal.com
"Merci." French was the language of love, after all... Not that Bombalurina was very familiar with more of it than that. Except possibly Voulez-vous couchez avec moi c'est soir?

She innocently tried the milk. It had a strange aftertaste... She did rather like it, though. It sent pleasant tingles down her spine.

She was aware of growing taller. A lot taller. Her legs went on forever. And there, suddenly, was Bombalurina, the human. Red hair, a rich copper colour, cascaded down her shoulders. A pointed tongue darted out of her mouth and moistened full, pouty lips. Then she looked down at herself (http://us.st11.yimg.com/us.st.yimg.com/I/yhst-81694106139194_1914_14435615). Smouldering dark eyes widened just a bit.

"Oh."

This was new.

Date: 2006-11-17 09:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redballerina.livejournal.com
Correction. New and very, very interesting. Bast, her possibilities were endless now! Just imagine... She was smoking hot as a cat, but as a human... she was irrestistable. Very, very interesting.

Bombalurina looked up at him in surprise, her eyebrows raised. Ha! She knew she had seen that smile before! She smiled in slight amusement and studied her long finger-nails carefully.

"My. Made a fool out of myself, then, when I said you reminded me of someone I know (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/977417.html?thread=48317961#t48317961)..." She looked him up and down. "How very naughty you are for doing this to me without even asking... So, how long will it last?"

As she asked the question, she tried to check herself out. She needed a damn mirror... Of course she was no expert or anything, but she had a feeling her arse looked fantastic in these trousers.

Date: 2006-11-17 09:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redballerina.livejournal.com
"Is it really," she purred. "I was not aware of that. Rather fitting, darling."

She took a step closer, noting with satisfaction how her hips swayed as she did. "Hmmm... Interesting. I think I quite like this, actually. This body has a lot of... potential." She left that last word to be interpreted any way Mungojerrie liked.

"Sooo... are you still going to show me around the place?" Bombalurina treated him to another one of her slow smiles.

Date: 2006-11-19 04:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redballerina.livejournal.com
"Oh, I wouldn't mind the grand tour," Bombalurina smiled. "Lead the way, darling. And," she added, eyes glittering mischievously, "if there is anything I can do for you in return, just let me know."

She winked at him. Bombalurina was never very subtle.

Date: 2006-11-20 09:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redballerina.livejournal.com
((Yeah! This is a slooow thread. =D))

"Oh, don't worry, I don't kiss and tell." She winked, following him.

She found that she was having fun. Flirting with someone who was taken was always an extra thrill, and she'd have to be blind not to notice that he didn't particularly mind her presence. Bombalurina smirked to herself. Yes. Fun.

Date: 2006-11-20 09:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redballerina.livejournal.com
((*curses it to Hell*))

Technically it wasn't a lie. Bombalurina rarely bragged about her conquests. Unless they were really effing spectacular, like for an example Tugger... But her conquests did tend to brag about her, so yes...

She quirked an eyebrow. "If you try to fool me, darling, I will be very cross with you."

Nevertheless she tickled the pear, and it giggled (and perhaps blushed a little) before revealing the door. Bombalurina's other eyebrow went up as well. She was impressed.

"Cute trick," she commented, looking over her shoulder at Mungojerrie.

Date: 2006-11-20 10:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redballerina.livejournal.com
Bombalurina sighed. Toms. No priorities whatsoever.

She followed him anyway, for lack of anything better to do. Her gaze wandered from the House-elves to the kitchen itself. Alright, so it wasn't a bad place at all. Rather interesting, really. But she wasn't as excited about it as he was, because it was, well, food. Hardly Bombalurina's passion in life. Though there was a lot of innuendo to be made surrounding food, of course, not to mention the things one could do with whipped cream...

Right. Focus. She tapped a finger against her bottom lip thoughtfully.

"Perhaps. Anything you'd recommend especially?"

Date: 2006-11-20 10:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redballerina.livejournal.com
It was a bit endearing, really. He tried, at least, to impress her. It was like a kitten who had caught a mouse and wanted to show off.

Bombalurina smiled. At least she could give him that. "Impressive."

She delicately balanced her cup of hot chocolate, and sniffed it. Hm. Not bad... Her tongue darted out and licked at the beverage. Hot! But good. So very good. Like so many women before her, Bombalurina had just discovered the good things about chocolate.

"How you spoil me," she purred to Mungojerrie, just to say something.

Date: 2006-11-20 11:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redballerina.livejournal.com
((Re-threaded (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/988395.html?thread=49438955#t49438955)!))

Date: 2006-11-20 11:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] redballerina.livejournal.com
Bombalurina leaned casually against the table, sipping her chocolate. This body reacted well to the sugar. She had the distinct feeling this chocolate thing was something she really could get used to.

"Mm-hm, these bodies have their advantages," she said simply.

She looked at her fingers again. Flexed them. Held up her hand to properly see it, investigating from every angle. Was it a good hand? It had to be. It was hers, after all.

"Oh, I appreciate it, alright," she smiled, somewhat amused. "So what else does one do for fun around here?"

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