As the title may imply, it has to do with Grimm's fairy tales, but I might cheat and use other fairy tales if I think the characters currently at my disposal would fit really well to them. I try to avoid ooc-ness unless its really funny so don't expect to much ooc from the characters. And characters will have multiple fairytale roles thrust before them, otherwise Harry ends up with someone no one'd wish for him...
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It was a crystal clear night, the stars were out with the moon and both shined over everything. It was a relatively pleasent night outside the Hogwarts Castle.
Which was a striking contrast to the commotion coming from outside the Gryffindor portrait hole as a pair of firey haired twins burst through laughing hard and holding something in their shaking arms.
"What have you done now?" Ron couldn't help but ask his brothers exasperatedly.
"Nothing." Fred said a little to innocently.
"Liar." Grinned Harry who sat across the room from them. He set down his homework next to Hermione who was choosing to ignore them. She had far more important things to do than listen to how the Twins very nearly collided with death, metaphorically anyway, as she was sure Filch would never outright kill them. He'd make them wish for death sure, but he'd never actually kill right? Right?
"Allright, you caught us." George held his hands up in a sign of surrender, "We just stole something unbelivable."
"It's a fantastical fantasy-ical adventure worthy of our time we decided." Fred said, hoping over and onto the couch Ron was seated on, "And so we nabbed it."
"From where?" Ron asked, causing Hermione to huff at his obvious interest.
"The most horrendous homely hag's cave," Fred continued on his alliteration shtick, "A deadly, dasterdly, diabolical, dungeon of a place that very nearly finished us off in its fiendish clutches-"
"We grabbed it from the library after hours." George interrupted, wondering what his twin had run into to cause him to ramble.
"Ah, that's a very dangerous place." Ron said sarcastically.
"It is after hours." Harry defended the twins, who bowed in thanks in his direction.
"Especially in the restricted section." Fred said. He earned many glares from Hermione who of course didn't approve.
"It'll be in much better service in our hands." Fred piped up, "We're MAgnificent Mauraders, Fantastical Fiends, Evolutionary Eggheads! Also, now that it's coming to me, Righteous Renegades, Gratifiable Goons, Tyranical Typhoons, Jaunty- OW!" George had to lean over and smack his brother across the head in order to make him stop. Fred rubbed his head tenderly. The rest of the common room was giggling or outright laughing like Ron, who recieved a blow to the head from Fred to match. The laughter increased, this time Hermione allowing herself to join in.
"So what made this book worth the possibility or metaphorical death?" Harry asked since Ron was to busy tending to his aching head.
"It's a book of, get this, muggle fairytales!" George said excitedly.
The silence of the room was not the reaction he or his brother were expecting.
"So why's it in the restricted section?" Hermione asked, "I've come across a book of muggle fairytales in the regular part of the library."
"We don't know, that's why we knicked it." George said.
"To unlock it's satanic secrets, it's-"
"If you start that again i'm glueing the book to you and throwing you into Filch's office." George threatened. Fred promptly shutup.
"Well, read it." Ron said. The whole room gave him an odd look.
"I've never heard muggle fairytales before." Ron said sheepishly. His brother's shook their heads but opened the book. They never had either. In fact, most of the room hadn't and they crowded around to listen intently.
"Snow White and the Seven Dwarves." Fred read the title. Suddenely, there was an odd sort of crash outside the room, like thunderclapped outside every window and every door. Everyone jumped back, but soon regarded it as nothing, failing to notice the odd blue the moon and stars took on, like there was powerful magic in the air.
And just like that, the whole of Gryfindor spent the night reading the larger book of fairytales.