If I had brains I would be dangerous. I’m not even joking. I probably just did the most stupidest thing ever.
What was I thinking when I stole my mums time turner that I didn’t realise was also a very special time turner that has triple the power of any ordinary one. Really its all James’s fault. He dared me to go steal it and I refused, so naturally he taunted me saying I was a coward.
Yeah! Well he’s an arshole.
And of course I had to prove him wrong. That’s just me the person who can’t be proved wrong; I have to always be right. I can’t believe I even got dragged into this mess. And I blame James entirely for all the mistakes I’ve made in my life. This being the biggest one of them all.
Just typical Rose Weasley. And people call me the smart one of the family.
*Flashback*
“Rose come on. Its only a game of truth and dare, I promise I won’t make you kiss anyone if you play” James was begging me to play that daft muggle game truth or dare.
In truth I wanted to play. I wanted to prove I’m not just the smart arse of this family and that I actually do have some fun spirit in me. Of course no one would believe me if I told them that, they would think I’m on drugs.
“Eugh! Fine. But no kissing” I demand pointing a finger at him in a accusing way.
“Brilliant. Guys rose is playing”
Many groans could be heard from the sitting room at the mention of me playing. Thanks guys! Love you to. To be honest I wasn’t expecting any different. They all think that I’ll make the game less entertaining in a way by stopping all the fun. Which I never have…
…Ok once I did. But we were playing truth or dare but this time at a party. With drink. I mean lots of drink. It was getting out of hand, I had to do something.
We played for a few rounds and so far Hugo (my brother) was forced to put his head down a toilet- Charming. Lily (who asked for truth) was asked who the last boy she kissed was. She answered truthfully therefore setting over protective brothers into action (well only James.Al was at his friends Scorpius house for the summer until school starts)
Then it was my turn.
“Truth or dare Rose and don’t be a chicken like my dear little sister hear” He pointed to Lily which only caused her to get angry making her slap him. There’s Lily for ya.
“Dare” I sigh only to prove I am no chicken!
James faces twisted into an arrogant smirk. He’s such a prick.
“Steal Aunt Hermione’s time turner” I gap at him. He can’t be serious!
My mums time turner is one of the most powerful ones around. It’s a new invention that only well trusted members of the ministry can use. My mum- being a trusted member has one. Uncle Harry also has one that James has tried to steal a many times, only to be caught every single time he tries and fails.
The time turner can take you back before you were even born. I was always interested in it when mum first showed us it. Of course she only showed us the once and made it clear it was to NEVER be touched. I obeyed her immediately but I was always curious to how it worked.
“James you can’t be serious!” I yell looking him straight in the eye. His weak spot.
“Yes I fucking am. Now chop, chop. We actually want to go to bed tonight” he joked laughing. No one laughed with him, they to were probably also dumbstruck by James’s stupid idea.
“James is a very powerful time turner. You are joking right?”
“No Rose. Its time you actually lived a bit. Or are you saying you’re a coward?” He asked me smirking a bit because he just knows that will make my blood boil and I’ll go into over rage.
Stupid cousin. He knows me to well for his own good.
“I Hate you James” I get up from the ground and casually walk out of the room ready for my doom.
I’ll either be successful with stealing this damn time turner and everyone will love me and think of me as the life and soul of the party and start to actually think of me as… cool (yeah right!) or I’ll completely fail and get caught by dad, mum, Harry or Ginny. None sound much appealing really.
I gulped knowing that I’m going to be in bit trouble when they realise its missing.
Oh well… I’ll just blame it on James. Its his fault anyway.
Mums studies on the top floor of our three floor house and the furthers to walk. So naturally when I got up there I was panting (WHAT! I’m not very fit… OK!) And was a tad bit tired. But nothing stopped me from forgetting about this dare that I had been set.
He had this planned all along I know it.
Its James for god sakes.
The time turner was pretty easy to find. Mum hadn’t hid it knowing that she could trust me and Hugo. We were both the sensible ones of the family, but of course Hugo does have some more life in him than I do. At least he can play a game of truth or dare without complaining. ME- oh no I had to get the trait where I get scared out of my mind when it comes to games such as these.
I held the time turner in my hands. It felt slightly warm. To warm even. Should time turners be this warm?
It began to vibrate in my hands and I instantly panicked, but didn’t let go for fear of dropping it and breaking it. Mum would never forgive me, although thinking about it I doubt she would forgive me if I went twenty years in the past…or further more.
Suddenly before I could stop it I was pulled though the air like I was being sucked down a plug. It was much like apperating- which I’ve only tried once mind you- but much worse. I felt like I would die with lack of oxygen in my body and I felt dizzy and nauseous.
So really this was all James’s fault
*End of flash back*
Standing in front of me was a gigantic ship. It was truly magnificent and I stared up at it in admiration. Not that I’d ever want to be a boat, but it was beautiful. A crowd of gathering people surrounded me and I felt oddly out of place and a little small. It was quite hard to breath with the amounts of people and I didn’t feel to good after technically travelling though time.
God I sound like Doctor who don’t I?
I squeezed through other people and eventually I got on the outskirts of the crowed. Bloody hell that was a lot of people.
I looked down at what I was wearing, cause this stuff just does not feel like my usual baggy clothes I wear all the time. Infact I still feel like I can’t breath like something is pulling in at my waist making it hard to take a deep breath.
What the hell!
When did I get these on?
A luxurious wine dress was attached to me. It had short sleeves and went down just past my ankles. I’m sure I would trip over something because of the high heels that I was wearing (I was never good at the high heels thing that seem to be in fashion lately). My breasts also looked bigger than usual which was also something I was amazed by.
“Ma’am are you planning on getting on or are you just going to wait there” A kind gentleman asked me holding his hand out for me to take.
I took it grateful hoping that this man can lead me to a place that I can just think. Just for one second. This racket of a noise is starting to get to my head and I’m kinda getting a damn head ach.
I must look like a prat.
I only just realised my mouth has been dangling open ever since I’ve been here because I’ve been so amazed by my surroundings.
He led me up to the boat. Something I wasn’t so sure about at first. But what choice did I have really? Take my hand away rudely and announce I’m never was meant to be here. Flea from the scene and walk around some unknown place and think of away back home. Which so far I couldn’t think of one. And I’m supposedly smart. Although After today’s actions I beg to differ.
We reached the entrance to the boat where I showed the man a ticket that had been in my hand the whole time.
“Excuse me sir” I try and ask politely and without sounding to mad carried on “But… where am I? what’s the date?”
He gave a small chuckle and said “It’s the 10th of April dear and your on the Titanic”
He walked away still laughing at my stupidity.
I felt my whole world tumble down as the man shut the doors leaving me in a grand entrance feeling as though I might never see say light again. Of course I will. But in a couple of days I won’t be.
A silent tear slid down my cheek and I lifted my hand to it.
What the hell has James done? He’s fucking sent me to my death!
The great ship lurched as it started to move and I felt sick. Incredibly sick.
“Rose?” Someone called behind me.
I don’t turn around immediately. There are plenty of Roses on this ship. It’s a common name back then and I’d be extremely surprised if whoever that is, is calling me. I’m alone remember. James made sure of that. James Sirius Potter has led me to my death trying to make me fucking live a little. I was perfectly fine with how my life was going thank you very much! And I didn’t need some arrogant prat telling me any different.
“Rose?” The voice called again.
This time I turned around curious.
“Scorpius?”
Huh? What just happened there...
A/N I do not own doctor who or harry potter nor titanic ;)
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