Harry Potter stood up head spinning. Next to him stood his best friends Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, and Ginny Weasley, stood dusting themselves off. Off to one side was Harry's archenemy Draco Malfoy, forlornly picking himself up off the dock. Dock, Harry wondered. They were supposed to be in the Department of Mysteries, trying to save his godfather Sirius, who had been killed the previous year. This obviously wasn't that place. In fact, it was about as far from the Department of Mysteries as you could get. Hermione noticed it as well. "The Time-Turner must have malfunctioned," she said looking up at a massive wall of steel that stretched on seemingly forever, only to end in four mustard-yellow, black topped funnels, thick smoke billowing out of three. "It's Malfoy's fault," Ron insisted. "If he hadn't been nosing around, he wouldn't have tried to stop us, and screwed up everything." "At least I was doing my job as a prefect instead of abusing it like you," Malfoy sneered. "If you and that Mudblood Granger would act the way a real prefect would, I would not have had to interfere." Ron spun around, beginning to pull out his wand, moving with dangerous intent toward Malfoy. "I'm going to curse you to hell, you son-of-a-…"
"Will you all shut up!" Ginny, normally so quiet, startled the other four and everyone around. And there was a lot of people around. Thousands at least. "What's going on?" Harry asked what he thought to be a very important question. A man jostled him, then turned back, shouting in a language that sounded like German. An old women smiled at them. " Don't worry about him, dears," she said in heavily accented English. "He is in a hurry. Greatest ship ever built, taking him to his family in America." The German man shouted back at her and she walked towards him, patting Ron on the back as she passed. Some of the people were richly dressed, other poorly, but they were all dressed as Muggles. Very odd Muggles at that. "I think the better question, Harry," Hermione said turning to him, "Is were, and when, we are." A porter turned to look at them. "Is there something wrong in you're heads?" He asked incredulously. "You're at the White Star Dock in Southampton, and that ship there is-" He was cut off when a passenger called him over, and moved off, shaking his head, muttering something about "youngsters now a days." The five Hogwarts students began walking to the bow of the massive liner, shouldering their way through the throngs of passengers milling about, well wishers waving good-bye, people crying. Malfoy snorted looking disgusted at the sobbing women. It was then that Hermione gasped and pointed upwards. A sailor looked at Hermione, looked where she was pointing, and smiled. "That's right, lass. You be looking at the greatest ship ever built. Unsinkable she is." The rest craned their necks to see what the big deal was. Written there in bold, gold lettering, was written the name Titanic.
"Will you all shut up!" Ginny, normally so quiet, startled the other four and everyone around. And there was a lot of people around. Thousands at least. "What's going on?" Harry asked what he thought to be a very important question. A man jostled him, then turned back, shouting in a language that sounded like German. An old women smiled at them. " Don't worry about him, dears," she said in heavily accented English. "He is in a hurry. Greatest ship ever built, taking him to his family in America." The German man shouted back at her and she walked towards him, patting Ron on the back as she passed. Some of the people were richly dressed, other poorly, but they were all dressed as Muggles. Very odd Muggles at that. "I think the better question, Harry," Hermione said turning to him, "Is were, and when, we are." A porter turned to look at them. "Is there something wrong in you're heads?" He asked incredulously. "You're at the White Star Dock in Southampton, and that ship there is-" He was cut off when a passenger called him over, and moved off, shaking his head, muttering something about "youngsters now a days." The five Hogwarts students began walking to the bow of the massive liner, shouldering their way through the throngs of passengers milling about, well wishers waving good-bye, people crying. Malfoy snorted looking disgusted at the sobbing women. It was then that Hermione gasped and pointed upwards. A sailor looked at Hermione, looked where she was pointing, and smiled. "That's right, lass. You be looking at the greatest ship ever built. Unsinkable she is." The rest craned their necks to see what the big deal was. Written there in bold, gold lettering, was written the name Titanic.