HARRY POTTER AND THE SHIP OF DREAMS
Chapter Three
The next morning, Harry did as he
always did, waking up early while Fleur was still asleep, taking a bath,
shaving, combing his hair, getting dressed, and sitting in the sitting room and
reading the paper.
Harry was intrigued by the front
page title. Europe and America’s Finest Set To Board Titanic.
Harry read about some of the
first class passengers coming aboard--Harry and Fleur Potter, Draco and Ginny
Malfoy, Ronald and Hermione Weasley, and Luna Brown.
"What? Ron never told me he
was sailing on the Titanic! Bleeding Christ!" Harry exclaimed, pouring
himself a brandy.
Fleur had just finished her bath
and begun to put her clothes on when she heard Harry yell. She finished up and
left the bathroom.
"Good morning, Mr.
Potter," Fleur teased.
Harry turned around. "The
same to you, Mrs. Potter."
"Well, you were up early.
You’re all packed," Fleur said.
"Yeah, but you had a better
start than I did last night," Harry said.
April 10, 1912
11:20 AM
"Fleur, come on! Let’s get
going!" Harry yelled, adjusting his top hat.
"Yes. Almost--I’m just
putting my earrings in…all right, I’m ready!" Fleur said, stepping out of
the bathroom.
"You look beautiful!"
Harry complimented her.
Fleur blushed. "Thank you.
You look very dashing."
"Thanks. Do you have
everything?" Harry asked impatiently.
"Yes, I think so. Let’s
go," Fleur said, and in a pop, they were gone.
They arrived in a large warehouse
with a sign that read White Star Line First Class Ticket Office.
They were greeted by a sailor in
a blue uniform with gold stripes. "Please allow me to take those for
you," he said kindly.
"Thank you. Do we check in
at the desk?" Harry asked.
"Yes, sir," he replied.
"Thank you," Harry
said, and he and Fleur walked up to the desk.
"Hello. Can I get your name
and tickets?" the man asked kindly.
"Reservations for Mr. and
Mrs. Harry Potter," Harry said, handing him the tickets.
"Ah…yes," he said,
signing the tickets. "You’ll be staying in the parlor suite, B52,
sir."
"Thank you, and our
luggage?" Harry asked.
"They have already taken the
luggage you want with you to your stateroom. The rest is stowed away in the
cargo hold," the man replied.
"Where do we board?"
Harry asked, taking the signed tickets back.
"Oh. Sorry. Right out the
door in front. You will board on ramp number two. Enjoy your stay on the
Titanic," the man said cheerfully.
Hand in hand, Harry and Fleur
exited the door to see a sight that would never leave them for the rest of
their lives.
"Bloody hell! Look how big
it is!" Harry exclaimed in awe.
Fleur, on the other hand, was
speechless, but finally managed to say, "It’s huge…"
They walked hand-in-hand to
boarding ramp two.
They walked up the gangplank to
be greeted by an officer. "May I see your tickets?"
"Sure," Harry said,
handing him the tickets.
"Well," the officer
said, handing Harry back his tickets, "welcome to Titanic."