Post by Phantomgirl817 on Jul 27, 2011 13:11:00 GMT -5
I don't usually write crossoever fanfics, but I couldn't resist writing this. 
I also write Titanic fanfiction, and this inspired me to do a HP version of Titanic. Please tell me what you think of it.
Summary: Minerva, her mother and her Fiancé Tom Riddle board the Titanic to travel to America. Minerva is unhappy with her arranged engagement to Tom. A certain stranger saves her life. Colud this third-class man win over Minerva's heart?
Disclaimer: The characters belong to JKR.
Rating: T
Chapter 1: The Ship Of Dreams
Minerva McGonagall was the daughter of Nathaniel and Athena McGonagall. She was from a line of pure bloods. Minerva was about to board the RMS Titanic with her mother and her Fiancé Tom Riddle. Her Mother and Father arranged for her to marry Tom. They wanted their daughter to marry a wealth man with a good status. Sadly, Nathaniel McGonagall had died recently, leaving his wife and daughter with no money.
“Minerva, cheer up would you?” Tom asked. “I pulled every string I could, and I booked us on the grandest ship ever. Not to mention we hold first-class tickets.” Tom said as he pulled Minerva closer to him. “Athena, your daughter is so hard to please.” Tom grumbled.
“Well, she isn’t really my problem, she is your fiancé.” Athena said with a frown. “Learn how to please her.” Athena said as she rolled her eyes.
“Urgh you...” Tom mumbled under his breath. “Come on let’s get on the ship.” Tom said as he motioned for Minerva and her mother to follow. Minerva reluctantly followed.
“I don’t see why you say this is the grandest ship in the world. I could brew up some draft of the living dead and have this ship destroyed.” Minerva retorted.
“Minerva, you can talk bad about anything but this ship. Not even Merlin himself can sink Titanic.” Tom replied trying to please Minerva. Athena couldn’t help but chuckle at this.
“Well Tom, it looks like you have your hands full.” Athena said with a laugh.
“That’s not funny!” Tom replied. They managed to find their staterooms. “Would you look at these state rooms.” Tom said happily. “Minerva are these not the grandest staterooms you have ever seen?” Tom asked hoping to get Minerva to say something positive. Minerva replied with a nod.
“I have to say, they are very grand.” Minerva said as she picked up one of the portraits. Tom fussed her.
“No my dear, you do not have to do a thing, that what we brought Peter for.” Tom said. He looked around to see where Peter was at the moment. Peter Pettigrew was Tom Riddle’s servant that traveled with them. “Peter, get to work and make this room look like home!” Tom yelled across the room.
“Yes Master, May I have a meal tonight?” Peter asked. Tom treated Peter horribly. Minerva felt so bad for him. She would sometimes help peter out behind Tom’s back
“I’ll think about it. It depends on if you make me mad or not.” Tom replied as he kicked Peter as he walked by. Tom went into one of their other staterooms.
“Don’t worry Peter, I will make sure you get something to eat tonight.” Minerva said as she helped him up off of the ground.
“Thank you Miss McGonagall, you are so kind to me.” Peter said as he hugged her.
“No problem, anytime you need something, I will try to help you out as much as I can.” Minerva said with a frown. She may have been wealthy, but she never acted like stuck up like most people of money did. Minerva then pulled out her wand and started helping Peter put things on the walls and move the furniture around. Minerva’s mother walks in to find her daughter helping the servant.
“Minerva, I will not have this. Stop helping the servant for starters. It’s his job to do all of the work for us. Also, please don’t let people see you using magic, this is a muggle ship after.” Athena said warning her daughter.
“A muggle ship you say, I’m shock Tom is so pleased with it. Really, I am...He hates anything to do with muggle’s.” Minerva said with a chuckle.
“Minerva, I would have to agree with you on that one. Tom sure does hate anything to do with muggles.” Athena said agreeing with her daughter. Just then Tom walks back in to the stateroom with Minerva and her mother.
“Did someone call my name?” Tom asked. He was pretty sure he heard his name from the other room.
“No Tom, we did not call for you.” Minerva replied. Tom just shrugged his shoulders and walked back to the next stateroom. Minerva and her mother we laughing after Tom walked out of the room.
“That was a close one.” Athena said with a laugh. Just the Tom walks back into the room with them again, complaining about something else.
“I wish these third-class peasants would hurry up and board the ship. Oh...wait they have to make sure those animals don’t have any lice or diseases. Can’t we just leave without them? I mean whose going to miss these people anyways.” Toms grumbled.
“Tom, not all third-class people are peasants.” Minerva replied. This was one thing that Tom hated about Minerva, she was kind to everyone.
“They can’t afford decent clothes, and they reek. Not to mention they get all of thes diseases from living on the streets...Why you ask?...Because they are homeless.” Tom yelled.
“Not all less fortunate people are homeless.” Minerva retorted. “Some of them are nicer than the people in our class.” Minerva said with a frown.
“Minerva, nothing you say is going to change my mind. I don’t think they really have a purpose in life, but to aggravate people like me. Their existence is embarrassing.” Tom said loudly.
“I can’t believe you would say something horrible like that, Tom.” Minerva yelled.
“Well, it is true.” Tom said trying to force her to agree with him. “You know good and well I don’t care about the less fortunate and mudbloods.” Tom said dryly. Minerva just stormed out of the room and walked to the top deck.
I also write Titanic fanfiction, and this inspired me to do a HP version of Titanic. Please tell me what you think of it.Summary: Minerva, her mother and her Fiancé Tom Riddle board the Titanic to travel to America. Minerva is unhappy with her arranged engagement to Tom. A certain stranger saves her life. Colud this third-class man win over Minerva's heart?
Disclaimer: The characters belong to JKR.
Rating: T
Chapter 1: The Ship Of Dreams
Minerva McGonagall was the daughter of Nathaniel and Athena McGonagall. She was from a line of pure bloods. Minerva was about to board the RMS Titanic with her mother and her Fiancé Tom Riddle. Her Mother and Father arranged for her to marry Tom. They wanted their daughter to marry a wealth man with a good status. Sadly, Nathaniel McGonagall had died recently, leaving his wife and daughter with no money.
“Minerva, cheer up would you?” Tom asked. “I pulled every string I could, and I booked us on the grandest ship ever. Not to mention we hold first-class tickets.” Tom said as he pulled Minerva closer to him. “Athena, your daughter is so hard to please.” Tom grumbled.
“Well, she isn’t really my problem, she is your fiancé.” Athena said with a frown. “Learn how to please her.” Athena said as she rolled her eyes.
“Urgh you...” Tom mumbled under his breath. “Come on let’s get on the ship.” Tom said as he motioned for Minerva and her mother to follow. Minerva reluctantly followed.
“I don’t see why you say this is the grandest ship in the world. I could brew up some draft of the living dead and have this ship destroyed.” Minerva retorted.
“Minerva, you can talk bad about anything but this ship. Not even Merlin himself can sink Titanic.” Tom replied trying to please Minerva. Athena couldn’t help but chuckle at this.
“Well Tom, it looks like you have your hands full.” Athena said with a laugh.
“That’s not funny!” Tom replied. They managed to find their staterooms. “Would you look at these state rooms.” Tom said happily. “Minerva are these not the grandest staterooms you have ever seen?” Tom asked hoping to get Minerva to say something positive. Minerva replied with a nod.
“I have to say, they are very grand.” Minerva said as she picked up one of the portraits. Tom fussed her.
“No my dear, you do not have to do a thing, that what we brought Peter for.” Tom said. He looked around to see where Peter was at the moment. Peter Pettigrew was Tom Riddle’s servant that traveled with them. “Peter, get to work and make this room look like home!” Tom yelled across the room.
“Yes Master, May I have a meal tonight?” Peter asked. Tom treated Peter horribly. Minerva felt so bad for him. She would sometimes help peter out behind Tom’s back
“I’ll think about it. It depends on if you make me mad or not.” Tom replied as he kicked Peter as he walked by. Tom went into one of their other staterooms.
“Don’t worry Peter, I will make sure you get something to eat tonight.” Minerva said as she helped him up off of the ground.
“Thank you Miss McGonagall, you are so kind to me.” Peter said as he hugged her.
“No problem, anytime you need something, I will try to help you out as much as I can.” Minerva said with a frown. She may have been wealthy, but she never acted like stuck up like most people of money did. Minerva then pulled out her wand and started helping Peter put things on the walls and move the furniture around. Minerva’s mother walks in to find her daughter helping the servant.
“Minerva, I will not have this. Stop helping the servant for starters. It’s his job to do all of the work for us. Also, please don’t let people see you using magic, this is a muggle ship after.” Athena said warning her daughter.
“A muggle ship you say, I’m shock Tom is so pleased with it. Really, I am...He hates anything to do with muggle’s.” Minerva said with a chuckle.
“Minerva, I would have to agree with you on that one. Tom sure does hate anything to do with muggles.” Athena said agreeing with her daughter. Just then Tom walks back in to the stateroom with Minerva and her mother.
“Did someone call my name?” Tom asked. He was pretty sure he heard his name from the other room.
“No Tom, we did not call for you.” Minerva replied. Tom just shrugged his shoulders and walked back to the next stateroom. Minerva and her mother we laughing after Tom walked out of the room.
“That was a close one.” Athena said with a laugh. Just the Tom walks back into the room with them again, complaining about something else.
“I wish these third-class peasants would hurry up and board the ship. Oh...wait they have to make sure those animals don’t have any lice or diseases. Can’t we just leave without them? I mean whose going to miss these people anyways.” Toms grumbled.
“Tom, not all third-class people are peasants.” Minerva replied. This was one thing that Tom hated about Minerva, she was kind to everyone.
“They can’t afford decent clothes, and they reek. Not to mention they get all of thes diseases from living on the streets...Why you ask?...Because they are homeless.” Tom yelled.
“Not all less fortunate people are homeless.” Minerva retorted. “Some of them are nicer than the people in our class.” Minerva said with a frown.
“Minerva, nothing you say is going to change my mind. I don’t think they really have a purpose in life, but to aggravate people like me. Their existence is embarrassing.” Tom said loudly.
“I can’t believe you would say something horrible like that, Tom.” Minerva yelled.
“Well, it is true.” Tom said trying to force her to agree with him. “You know good and well I don’t care about the less fortunate and mudbloods.” Tom said dryly. Minerva just stormed out of the room and walked to the top deck.