Disclaimer: The Harry Potter series belongs to J. K. Rowling, not me, obviously. If you didn't know that, you should be ashamed to be reading this. Very very very ashamed. The plot of the Titanic movie is not mine either…it belongs to the people who wrote/thought of it. I also used quotes from the movie…

A/N: This plot bunny just came to came to me randomly one day…I wasn't doing anything Titanic related, so it was VERY random. It took me by surprise, but I really really wanted to do it. But I never finish my completed stories. So I made a deal with myself. I'd write the first few chappies before hand. And then I'd post. That way, I have back up chappies. But I'll only post those if this gets a good response.

Anyway, enough rambling, onto the fic.

Draco leaned back in his armchair, wincing as his weary limbs cracked loudly. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, which was white with old age, not that it had much of a difference to change. It was already almost white in the first place.

He pursed his lips in thought, staring at his granddaughter, who had her eyes glued to the TV as usual. Draco shook his head in amusement, a small smile on his lips and the corners of this eyes scrunching, making his wrinkles even more apparent.

Kids and TV these days. How could they watch some random nonsense when they could be cracking open a good book? And not some of the boring rip offs they have now. No- they should be reading the classics. Pride and Prejudice. Jane Eyre. Great Expectations. The Picture of Dorian Gray. Moby Dick. Tom Sawyer. The good stuff. The stuff his beloved had introduced him to.

Oh how he himself yearned to read a book again. If only his eyesight was better. Then he would be able to immerse himself into her books. To become absorbed into a whole new world filled with wonder and excitement. To imagine himself in a new mystery or adventure.

But then again, his adventure had already come and gone, like the wind. Came and went, never to be mentioned again. And what a big wind it was...His whole life turned upside down with just one moment. Just because of one ship. And one person.

He gave a nostalgic sigh, his fingers roaming up to his neckline. It wasn't there obviously. The Heart of the Ocean. No. The big blue diamond was too valuable to show... It was valuable in price, but also valuable in emotion. He wouldn't bear to part with it and if someone knew where it was, it'd be snatched out from his grasp, just like his love.

And anyway, it was a girl's necklace. He would look like an idiot wearing it

He was lost in his own nostalgic little world... until he heard one word emit from the TV screen. The one word that changed his life as he knew it. The word 'Titanic.'

His heart jumped up into his throat as the word reached his ears. He could hear his heartbeat pounding loudly as a sudden surge of adrenaline rushed through him. His head snapped up to stare at the TV in shock, his eyes wide with wonder.

"Are you okay Grandpa?" Amanda questioned, noticing the distressed look on her grandfather's face. She looked back and forth between the TV and her grandfather, her brow wrinkling in confusion.

"Grandpa?"

Draco didn't answer, but instead stared at the picture on the screen. The men on the screen where restoring and old picture they had found in a safe. Draco's breath caught, which made Amanda stare at her in puzzlement. What was so great about the picture?

It was just of a curly haired woman, wearing only necklace around her neck. A hand was draped across her bosom. A nude, erotic picture…and a big diamond.

Was her Grandpa going hot and horny for the lady? Amanda quickly shook the thought out of her head. It brought a horrible mental image along with it. A very wrinkly pruney looking one that made her want to run to the toilet to empty the contents of her stomach.

But instead, she watched her grandfather, who sat up a little straighter and leaned closer to the screen, squinting his eyes.

"Amanda. Fetch me my glasses," Draco's quiet voice croaked out in a hurried fashion, which had Amanda blinking at her absently. "Amanda!"

Amanda got up quickly and grabbed the glasses, bewildered at her grandfather.

Draco snatched them and put them on as quickly as she could. He stared at the TV screen even more. Amanda watched a stricken look appear on Draco's face.

"Look, Grandpa, I'll just turn the chan-" Amanda began to say.

"No, don't." Draco interjected in a whisper. A small smile spread across his face and he closed his eyes in remembrance.

"Do you know her?"
Draco opened his eyes, a tear slipping out in the process, "Yes...It's my…my love."

A/N: I was going to leave it at the part when he starts his story, but I decided to tease you guys a little bit. So here's your prologue.

As I said before, this plotbunny was bugging me. I haven't been studying because of it though, which I really really should have been doing. If I fail my CSTs (California Standardized Testing), it's all this fanfic's fault. What? I need to blame something. SO when my parents come up to me and ask, I can just point to the computer. "Don't hurt me! It's the fanfic's fault!" hehe. I can just imagine that happening.

Hope you guys liked it. Your responses will let me gauge if I want to continue it or not…and the rate at which I update. The faster the reviews come, the more I'll want to update…that's just the way I am…

I know its short, but the next chappie will be up soon!

I actually hope I can finish this fic this time…I beg- I mean wish for your support.

OKAY! One other thing: In the movie, they have sex in the cargo hold of the ship. I don't know whether I should include that part in this fic or not. I'm not so good with lemons, but I could try…I've never actually tried to write one…But I'll leave the choice up to you all. If you want to see the cargo scene, please say so in your review. Yay for voting! Democracy FTW!

OH yeah! I learned the dance steps to the Thriller! Haha. Its soo fun. Step. Step. Step. Step. Twitch. Step/ Twitch. Twitch. Turn! Hehe. We had to learn and perform a dance for PE. My groups chose the Thriller. We just preformed it today. Eh. It went horribly. Both of my friends (who were in my group) were in HORRIBLE moods. One of them had to have her cat put down…and the other….well…I don't know about her. I didn't ask. I don't want to push around her. Little things set her off.

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PS: My author's notes are too long…I ramble too much!

Disclaimer: See the first chappie. I'm not going to type the same thing up again.