A/N Thanks again Maria.
Minerva hadn't really survived the Death Eater attack. She was dead.
And this was hell.
Less than ten minutes into their date, Minerva had solved the mystery of why a man as good looking as Kettleburn was unattatched with not a prospect in sight. The man's idea of a romantic first date was to take her to his office to watch a fwooper and a peacock ... procreate. In place of background music, they had his pet jarkey providing a running commentary, but only when the ferret-like creature wasn't making lewd suggestions of his own.
She averted her eyes as the fwooper again began shaking its tail feathers. Attempting to make conversation, she shouted over Kettleburn's pet jarkey, "So… do you do this often then?"
"Oh yes!" Kettleburn readily responded.
It was a shame she and Albus weren't together anymore, Minerva thought. The amusement that man would have derived from hearing about this evening! She never would have heard the end of it from him. Then again, maybe it was just as well.
"I've successfully crossbred a puffskein and a gerbil as well as a bumblebee and a billywig. Really, you can crossbreed anything if it's closely enough related."
"What about a dragon and a dragon fly?"
"Ah…no." Her humor, like so many things, seemed to escape Kettleburn. "Those two sound alike, but they aren't really similar structurally."
Minerva was about to comment about both having wings, when a more serious thought occurred to her. "What about…" Minerva hesitated, "…a kneazle and a cat? Surely, they couldn't…"
"Of course they can. Haven't you ever seen a cat-kneazle mix? They're really not that uncommon."
Minerva went quiet, lost in her own thoughts.
"So…" Kettleburn's arm began to snake around her middle. "…does this give you any ideas?"
Minerva answered honestly, "Disturbingly enough ... yes, I think it does." She turned and in her most breathless voice continued. "I think it's time to go back to my rooms."
Kettleburn grinned lecherously before turning to contain the two love birds. "Let me just get these two back in their cages and we'll-"
He turned back just in time to see the tail of Minerva's animagus form go out the door.