Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the fairy tales that I will be using through out this story. Only thing that I do own is the plot and the few original character scattered around.

A/N: Yet another new story posted. I'm on a roll at the moment...hmmm...rolls

Snape tapped his desk impatiently waiting for his students to finish cleaning up his classroom. Each one of them were wasting his valuable time and it was all because of Potter, as it seemed most things were. A simple transportation potion and he and his clueless partner, Longbottom, had found a way to mess it all up.

He grumbled to himself and sat back watching all six student work at scrubbing up the sticky purple sludge stuck to the floors and tables. Potter and Longbottom were obviously there for causing the potion to explode and cover his entire room with the mixture, but the others: Malfoy, Granger, two of the Weasely's. He shook his head, young people just didn't have any limits these days.

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Harry mumbled to himself as he cleaned up a corner splattered with potion. He was somehow reminded of life at the Dursley's, cleaning up messes made on the rare occasion his Aunt cooked something. Random sticky foods stuck all over the counter tops and table, him standing with his brush and bucket wishing that the mess would somehow manage to clean itself up.

Yep, this was just like that.

He took a deep breath and continued working on a particularly tough spot. If Ginny hadn't let him borrow that stupid book, none of this would have happened.

"It's a book of muggle fairy tales, like Repunzel and Cinderella. Mum and dad sent it to me yesterday." She'd said.

And then, "You've never heard of Cinderella? What about Sleeping Beauty? Snow White? Geeze, Harry, what kind of person are you? Here, take this and give it back when your done. Everyone should read this stuff, it's classic!"

She had sounded so much like Hermione it was scary, but at the same time he really did want to know why the fairy tales were so interesting to her, so he'd taken it. Now he really wished he hadn't.

Half way through brewing the potion assigned that day, Neville spotted the book poking out of his bag and put down his jar of powdered feathers to pick it up. Unfortunately, this made the potion go a little nuts when Harry added the next ingredient. The definition of nuts being...well...it exploded.

Then came the inevitable domino effect.

BOOM! Hermione and Ron's potion (conveniently located right next to his own.) also toppled over and began to bubble and go 'nuts'. This is also when Professor Snape decided to look up and see the two potions tables knocked over and four students standing with purple gunk all over.

But the potion wasn't done yet.

BOOM! Because of the loud bang of the exploding potions, Malfoy (sitting alone as his usual partner, Pansy, was off flirting with a fifth year Ravenclaw in the back.) shot up and dropped his potion as well.

Now the mess was made, Snape was infuriated, and Harry and Neville (For starting the whole thing), Ron and Hermione (Just for being involved.), and Malfoy (For being careless.) all received detention.

Then, if that hadn't been enough, Ginny's book was ruined. There was purple mess all over it, and when she found out from one of her friends at dinner what had happened, she couldn't help but storm down to give Harry a good tongue lashing for destroying her book.

Unfortunately, because she had come in and interrupted detention, she got to join the happy cleaning party.

So now they were all scrambling around on the ground, covered in potion, and missing dinner.

Harry sat up and wiped sweat from his brow, "I think we're finished."

Professor Snape looked up from his desk, "It would appear so…" He grumbled a bit, "Get rid of that ridiculous book there and you may go. Be quick about it."

All six of them stood hurriedly and began brushing themselves off. Hermione walked over and picked up the trashed story book, "I am sorry about your book Ginny."

The red headed girl stalked over, "I should have known better than to lend it to Harry before potions." She stuck her finger in the pile of blue gook on the cover page, "Oh well."

Ron came up behind her and took the book from Hermione, "Hey, look at this. The potion stuff is blue."

Hermione inspected the potion on the book and nodded, "I guess the color from the cover bled into the potion."

Harry grabbed the book, "As long as it doesn't explode, that's fine with me."

Ginny made a face, "It wouldn't have gotten messed up if you had taken better care of it."

He turned and threw it in the waste basket by Snape's desk, "I said I was sorry. I will buy you a new one as soon as I can, okay?"

She still looked angry, but nodded at the offer, "Fine."

"Don't you mud blood idiots know anything?" Malfoy passed up all of them and went to the waste basket, "I have been scrubbing at this filthy floor for hours now and now I have to clean up after you too? Wait until my father hears about this."

"What the hell are you talking about, Malfoy? You haven't done anything!" Ron yelled. The blonde had been sitting back in a corner squishing his dry sponge the entire time complaining that the water would damage the smooth skin on his hands.

Draco rolled his eyes and sighed heavily, "The book is covered in the potion, you can't just throw it away. It has to be properly taken care of. Even you idiots could have figured that out." He reached into the basket and pulled out the book with his thumb and forefinger.

Snape shot up quickly behind him, "That's enough out of all of you!" He snatched the book from Malfoy, "I will take care of this mess, being as it seems to be to difficult for you, now out, all of you! And fifty points from each of your houses for continuing to waste my time."

Malfoy looked like he was about to choke, "But.."

"Out!"

None of them waited to be told again, they were all out before the professor had a chance to take his next breath.

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Harry threw himself into bed. An hour of shower time and he still hadn't gotten the smell of the potion off of him. Hermione had just used a simple cleaning charm, but he and Ron, neither being very good with that kind of spell, were subject to lots of shower time.

Closing his eyes he thought about some way to repay Ginny for the book. There was no doubt the thing had been old, it was missing half it's spine for sprite's sake. The only thing to do would be to take her out to Hogsmead, buy a new book, and hope to Merlin that the girl would forgive him and not hire Fred and George to prank him until he couldn't see straight.

He sighed and flipped over onto nothing. He let out a yelp as he tumbled off the bed and kept on falling. Where the hell was the floor?

He managed to open his eyes and look around.

There was blue everywhere! Blue and purple tie die colors swirling all around him as he fell full speed downward towards absolutely nothing...and there was black.

A/N: Kind of sounds like an acid trip-no? Anyway...this is the first chapter of many. R&R please.