Disclaimer: Hi! This is my first time posting on this site although I've been writing for long time. I really hope you like it!

I know that this is an odd idea but once I got it into my head, I couldn't get it out so here we are!

Firstly, I want to put a warning so that people who don't like the idea of Hermione, Fred, George and some other Order members being dark know what this story entails, so if you don't like that, I'm am very politely suggesting that this story isn't for you. This story is a big AU with a lot of differences from the books, and a few characters alive who were dead in the books. It's also a fairly slow burning story after the first few chapters which deal with some back story.

Also, just a quick thank you to some of my incredible friends who read this and helped me on parts before I published it. If you're reading this you know who you are. Thank you so much! You gave me the courage to post this. Now my darlings, let's get on with it!

I own nothing even though I wish I did.

Summary: Fred and George Weasley have always been that little bit darker than the rest of their family, so when Fred hears a hushed conversation between Dumbledore and his 'parents' will they stay, or have the guts to look further into their true roots and embrace their dark side? Completely AU! Please do not take this seriously. I'd like a bit of fun to experiment.

Chapter 1

Antonin Dolohov kept his private life separate from the rest of his life. While some people knew he was married, very few people had met his wife. Even fewer people knew of his new-born daughter and two-year-old twins, and apart from Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Malfoy, Maria Zabini, Tiberius Nott and the Dark Lord no-one had ever met them. That was where this entire mess began…

Fred and George Weasley were lying in bed; they were tired yes but their minds were still reeling from the conversation they'd overheard earlier…

"Molly think about this." Albus Dumbledore warned.

"No Albus! I will not tolerate having that evil spawn living under my roof any longer!" She shrieked.

"Keep your voice down woman!" Arthur Weasley hissed, shocking Fred. In all 17 years of his life he had never heard his father speak like that to his mother.

"Arthur how can you say that? Those monsters are endangering my five precious children! In the department their father injured poor Hermione to the point that she had to stay in the infirmary for the rest of the year! It doesn't matter that she's out now!"

'Wait 5? What happened to Granger?' Fred thought.

"Those two boys are not monsters, Molly." Dumbledore assured her.

'Knocks out 'Gin then' Fred thought.

"Fred and George are the spawn of pure evil Albus! No matter what you say I will get rid of them for good!" Molly hissed.

Fred staggered back; they weren't his parents? Who were? And evil spawn? What did they mean 'get rid of'? Did they mean kill? He put his head back against the door to keep listening,

"Those two are the sons of Dolohov! Dolohov killed my brothers so I will kill his sons!" She shrieked. Fred suddenly heard a sharp intake of breath behind him, he turned around to see his best friend and twin George staring dumbstruck at the door in front of him when it was clear they wouldn't be hearing anything else they both silently dashed upstairs to talk.

"You think it's true Freddie?" George eventually asked after a few moments of silence.

"It certainly would explain a lot Georgie," He admitted "Like how we just grit our teeth and try to be polite around muggle-borns with no reason…" He mused.

"Hey," George suddenly said sitting up, "Do you know how to undo a glamour?" He asked.

"Yeah I do." Fred said catching onto his twin's line of thinking, "You think we should test it out?"

"Why not? It'll help us make sure. So, on three?" He asked.

"Yeah one, two, three." They said in unison.

Meanwhile, in Dolohov Manor.

"Aaaggghhh!" Anastasia Dolohov screamed.

"Princess, I'm so sorry, I didn't know you were behind him." Her father, Antonin Dolohov cried.

"Oh, just charming, I don't care just find a permanent way to stop this torture!" She shouted, ever since the battle of The Department of Mysteries she'd been getting relapses of the accidental curse her father had put on her.

"Antonin Move." A cold voice ordered before he could respond. Despite everything Lord Volde- I mean He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named had a bit of a soft spot for Anastasia which was why he gave her the job of acting as a muggle-born Hermione Granger spying on Potter for him.

"My Lord," Antonin spoke, "Have you found a way you heal her?" He practically begged.

"Let me see," He said as he waved his wand over her as she lapsed into unconsciousness, "She should be resting for a while now but I believe that she should be fine in no time, she truly is an extraordinary witch to have survived that curse." He commented on the 'purple flame curse' as he dubbed it.

Suddenly the doors to the room burst open and Blaise Zabini, Draco Malfoy and Theodore Nott rushed over to either side of the un-glamoured Hermione with worried expressions. The four teenagers had been best friends all their lives and during recent years Theo and Ana had begun a romantic relationship (Something Draco and Blaise teased them relentlessly about obviously) although their friendship with each other had never been better.

"Why is this still happening to Ana?" Draco asked worriedly.

"It's all my fault," Antonin said bitterly, "I fired it at Potter but the stupid Weasel fell into her and she fell in front of Potter. When she fell, it was too late to stop it."

"It's not your fault Dolohov." Said a new occupant in the room, Severus Snape.

"Severus," The Dark Lord hissed, "What are you doing here?" He demanded.

"I believe I might've finally found the missing Dolohov twins." He said, drawing the full attention from all of the conscious people in the room.

"Go on…" Voldemort pushed.

"I have reason to believe that they are the Weasley twins." He stated.

"Your reasons being." The Dark Lord hissed.

"They're the right age, I've detected them both to be under glamour's for about eleven years and both have an out of place dark streak compared to the rest of the Weasleys as well as fixed pureblood beliefs that they don't understand." He listed.

"Very well Severus keep up the work." He said before exiting the room. Suddenly a loud gasp emanated from the figure on the large bed as she woke up panting and clutching her head, she looked at her father with an elated gleam in her eyes, "They found out, they un-glamoured themselves, they're coming back." She panted.