Oh, how absolutely priceless! Dolores the romance-writer.
Oh, his tongue would flicker over her love cushions and his hands would roam her milky-white skin, until he was ready to breach the passage of love with his magic wand! This is ... *is speechless* ... she'll be the queen of FF net.
The transfigured animals, the way she sees Shacklebolt, the whole delightful perversity of your story. You've really got her down to a T.