Ruth, the countess of Rothes, and Molly Brown have been watching them hawking lugees. Rose becomes instantly composed.
Many people look at rose in sympathy seeing how quick she changed up, Draco looks at her in understanding, he's made to put on an imagine to represent the Malfoy family so he has to be on guard all the time.
"Mother, may I introduce Jack Dawson." Rose gestures towards Jack "Charmed im sure" jack has a little spit running down his chin. He doesn't know it. Molly brown is grinning. As rose proceeds with the introductions
Ginny couldn't help but snort at Ruth's face when she saw the spit on Jack's chin.
"The others were gracious and curious about the man who'd saved my life. But my aunt looked at him like an insect. A dangerous insect which must be squashed quickly" older rose spoke
Many people looked shocked, you'd expect that he had earned her aunts respect after saving her life.
"Well, Jack, it sounds like you're a good man to have around in an sticky spot—" they all jump as a bugler sounds the meal call right behind them.
"Why do they insist on announcing dinner like a dam cavalry charge?"
"That must be annoying" a 1rst year spoke speaking people's thoughts.
"Shall we go dress, mother" rose turns over her shoulder "see you at dinner, jack"
"Rose, look at you, out in the sun with no hat. Honestly" the countess exits with Ruth and Rose, leaving Jack and Molly alone on the deck.
Rose frowns, according to her aunt she has sensitive skin, but she's never had a problem in the sun at all.
"Son, do you have the slightest comprehension of what you're doing?"
Rose looks at the screen thankfull of Molly for giving jack the suit and warning him, because it's like a lion entering the snake den.
"Not really"
Many people wince hoping that he makes it out alright, knowing Rose's aunt and Cal, it won't be easy.
"Well you're about to go into the snake pit. I hope you're ready. What are you planning to wear?"
Jack looks down at his clothes. Back up at her. He hasn't thought about that.
"bloody hell, that's like going into the slytherin common room!" Ron stared at the screen in disbelief wondering if jack wanted to get out of this situation alive.
Men's suits and jackets and formal wear are strewn all over the place. Molly is having a fine time. Jack is dressed, except for his jacket, and Molly is tying his bow tie.
"Don't feel bad about it. My husband still can't tie one of these damn things after 20 years. There you go."
"Muggles use ties aswell?" Arthur questioned in bewilderment, looking down at his tie like it was the greatest thing he has ever laid his eyes on.
She picks up a jacket off the bed and hands it to him. Jack goes into the bedroom to put it on. Molly starts picking up the stuff off the bed.
Molly couldn't help but appreciate how kind Molly is for Jack, she might not know him but she can tell that he means a lot to Rose and anyone who's friends with one of her children is a friend of everyone in the family.
"I gotta buy everything in three sizes 'cause I never know how much he's eating while I'm away" she turns and sees him, though we don't.
"My,my,my... you shine up like a new penny"
Many people are on the edge of their seats, wanting to see what Jack looks like now, surely he couldn't have changed that much?
A purple sky,shot with orange,in the west. Drifting strains of classic music. We track with Jack along the deck. By Edwardian standards he looks badass. Dashing in his borrowed white-tie outfit, right down to his pearl studs and slicked back hair.
A steward bows and smartly opens the door to the first class entrance.
Many people gasp apon the look of Jack, he looks like a entirely new person, no one could've guessed he wasn't first class.
"Good evening, sir." Steward says to Jack as he passes, jack plays the role smoothly. Nods with just the slight degree of disdain
Rose smiled upon seeing that, even when jack didn't like someone, he never let it show, he never treated them different he just played along.
Jack steps in and his breath is taken away by the splendor spread out before him. Overhead the enormous glass dome, with a crystal chandelier at its Center. Sweeping down six stories is the first class grand entrance staircase, the epitome of the opulent navel architecture.
Many people gasped "how did a muggle make that?" A curious 1st year Hufflepuff asked his friend, only for Dumbledore to reply "Mr Marsh, muggle's are very clever, and they can make wonderful things just like us magicians do" Dumbledore smiled proudly.
And the people: the women in their floor length dresses, elaborate hairstyles and abundant jewelry, the gentlemen in evening dress, standing with one hand at the small back, talking quietly.
Many purebloods took note on how similar it looks to Pureblood gatherings, with people overdressing trying to look better than everyone else, people showing off their jewels, mindless chatter while the wife's gossip and the men talk about the ministry.
Jack descends to A deck. Several men nod a perfunctory greeting. He nods back, keeping it simple. He feels like a spy.
Cal comes down the stairs, with Ruth on his arm, covered in jewellery.
"At the point he" "may aswell date Ruth, don't you think so Fred" "definitely George!!" the comment they made, made people snicker, including rose, knowing how true it is.
The both walk right pass Jack, neither one recognising him. Cal nods at him, one gent to another. But Jack barely has any time to be amused. Because just behind Cal and Ruth on the stairs is Rose, a vision of red and black, her low-cut dress showing off her neck and shoulders, her arms seathed in white gloves that come well above the elbow, she had a necklace and dangling earrings on, with some red lipstick. Jack is hypnotised by her beauty.
"You look beautiful" Padma spoke, many people nodding along with her making Rose blush a bit
Close on Rose as she approaches Jack. He imitates the gentlemen's stance , hand behind his back. She extends her gloved hand and he takes it, kissing the back of her fingers. Rose flushes, beaming noticeably. She can't take her eyes off him.
"Has Rosie got a crush?" The twins tease her, Hermione and Ginny giving her teasing looks while Ron raises an eyebrow.
"I saw that in a Nickelodeon once, and I always wanted to do it"
"Cal, surely you remember Mr Dawson?" "Dawson I didn't recognise you!" Cal spoke caught of guard, he then studies him "Amazing! You could almost pass as a gentleman"
"He reminds me of Malfoy" Ron grumbles staring daggers at Cal.
Cut to the reception room on D deck, as the party descends to dinner. They encounter Molly Brown, looking good in a beaded dress, in her own busty broad-shouldered way.
"Queen Molly!" Ginny gushes earning some weird looks around her
Molly grins when she sees Jack. As they are going into the dinner saloon she walks next to him speaking low:
Many people smile at Molly and Jack's evident family-like relationship.
"Ain't nothin' to it, is there, Jack?" "Yeah, you just dress like a pallbearer and keep your nose up" "remember, the only thing they respect is money, so just act like you've got a lot of it then you're in the club"
Rose stared at the scene slightly suprised, she didn't know Molly have jack some advice before going in.
As they enter the swirling throng, Rose leans close to him, pointing out several notables
"There's the countess Rothes. And that's John Jacob Astor the richest man on the ship. His little wifey there, is my age and is in delicate condition. See how she's trying to hide it, quite the scandal"
A lot of purebloods stared at the screen in surprise, but shrugged it off as a muggle thing.
Rose nods towards a couple "and over there, that's Sir Cosmo and Lucile, Lady Duff-Gordon. She designs naughty lingerie,
A few of the younger years snicker.
"among her many talents. Very popular with the royals" Cal becomes engrossed in a conversation with Cosmo Duff-Gordon and Colonel Gracie, while Ruth, the Countess and Lucille discuss fashion. Rose picots Jack smoothly, to show him another couple, dressed impeccably.
"And that's Benjamin Gueggenheim and his mistress, Madame Aubert. Mrs Guggenheim is at home with the children, of course."
Narcissa Malfoy raises an eye brown impressed with the potter heiress's knowledge.
Cal, meanwhile, is accepting the praise of his male counterparts, who are looking at Rose like a prize show horse.
"Hey! Stop staring at my sister like that before I come give you a bat-bogey hex!!" Ginny snarls, forgetting that their on the screen.
"Hockley she's splendid" "thank you"
"what the fuck, he's talking about her like she's a prize!!" a 7th year Ravenclaw spoke up outrageous.
"Cal's a lucky man. I know him well, and it can only be luck" Ruth steps over, hearing the last. She takes Cal's arm, somewhat coquettishly
"How can you say that Colonel? Caledon Hockley is a great catch."
Rose rolls her eyes, used to her aunt's dramatic techniques.
The entourage strolls towards the dining saloon, where they run into the great Astor's going through the ornate double doors "J.J., Madeleine, I'd like you to meet Jack Dawson."
"Good to meet you Jack. Are you one of the Boston Dawson's?" Astor questions shaking his hand.
"No, the Chippewa falls Dawsons, actually"
a fourth year gryffindor snorts, sensing the awkward tension coming from the screen.
J.J nods as if he's heard of them, then looks puzzled. Madeline Astor appraises Jack and whispers girlishly to Rose: "it's a pity we're both spoken for, isn't it?"
Like a ballroom at the palace, alive and lit by a constellation of chandeliers, full of elegantly dressed people and beautiful music from the Bandleader Wallace Hartley's small orchestra. As Rose and Jack enter and move across the room to their table, Cal and Ruth beside them
Draco couldn't help but notice how similar muggle ballrooms are to magical ballrooms, Draco shook the thought out of his head unconsciously scratching his left arm.
"He must had been nervous but he never faltered . They assumed he was one of them a young captain of an industry perhaps new money, obviously, but still a member of the club. Mother of course, could always be counted upon" older rose spoke