A Sort Of Fairy Tale
Rapunzel
4-16-03
campiongal
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This one is for Jamee ^-^' again, thanks for letting me borrow your book, and, this is your fave story, I know, so, here is a little better (in my eyes) version of it!
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Mr. And Mrs. Granger sat in their cottage on the country side, gazing deeply into each other's eyes. Mrs. Granger had just told her husband she was with child. His eyes were dancing, a smile caressing his face, and one similar on her own.
One morning, Mrs. Granger was overlooking the window at the back of her home, in their bedroom. The window was large, and opened up into a full view of a beautiful garden behind the wall surrounding their home. The garden was full of flowers and shrubs, and vegetables, and fruits, and all sorts of delightful living and growing plants.
However, it was well known that the garden, and the crumbling, yet enchanting, castle behind it, belonged to an evil and sinister witch, who was feared by al the people of the land, who only wished to live out their lives, without having to come into contact with such a loathsome woman.
On this occasion, Mrs. Granger was thoughtfully looking out the window, over looking the Garden, when she saw the plot of the garden that held a beautiful bed of rampion. It was so fresh and green, looking luscious in the springtime, that the woman called to her husband, saying she must have some of this Rampion, otherwise, she would die.
Mr. Granger feared for his wife's life, and in loving her deeply, he said he would. So in the early morning, he climbed the wall, and picked a handful of the rampion, and brought it back for his wife to eat. The rampion was dressed up, and a meal was made for Mrs. Granger, who eagerly ate it. Then, her want for the rampion, increased three fold.
But this time, when the husband went to the garden in the early morning, and to his horror, the witch was waiting for him as he came over the wall.
"How dare you come into my garden like a thief, robbing me, rapping me, of my Rampion?" She said, looking evilly at him, "What do you do this for you sinful man?"
"Alas," He said, looking truthfully into the woman's eyes, "If I do not bring back all this rampion for my wife, she would die of longing if I did not come and fetch it for her!"
The anger of the witch abated, and she said to him, 'If it is as you say, I will allow you to take with you as much Rampion as you like, but only if you oblige to my wish. You must give me the child which your wife is carrying, the moment it is born."
The man agreed to the witches demands, knowing his wife would die if he did not bring her the Rampion, and so, when the child was born, the witch appeared, retrieved it, and took it back with her to her own castle, giving the baby the name, Hermione Rapunzel.
Hermione was the most beautiful young woman under the sun. When she turned thirteen, the witch locked her up into a tower, that stood in the middle of a wood that was behind her castle, opposite the beautiful garden. The tower had neither staircase or doors, only a small window in the room at the top. When the witch wanted to go up, she stood at the bottom, below the window, and would cry out: " Rapunzel, Rapunzel, Child! Hermione! Let down your hair!"
Hermione would unravel her long, beautiful brown hair, as fine as spun copper. As soon as she heard the witch call, she would let down the plaits of hair, wrapping it around a hook at the top of the tower beside the window, and the witch would climb up, bringing her food and water for the week, as well as various books and papers, for her to read, and to write and draw upon.
Hermione also had a beautiful voice. The witch would come to hear her sin, when she brought the food, and as long as Hermione had the most beautiful voice, and was the most beautiful herself, the witch would bring her, her rations.
It was one night a young man, a Prince Draco Malfoy, his father the ruler of the entire kingdom, watched the witch do these things. Once she had left, he himself called out to Hermione: "Rapunzel, Rapunzel, Lady! Hermione! Let down your hair."
There was a pause from above, the hair was unwound and let down, cascading beside the walls of the tower, and the handsome young prince climbed up.
Once there, he spent the night with Hermione, and they talked, for hours, and at once they were deeply in love with each other. Hermione had never even read of such a man, in all her books, and Draco had never met such an inspiring, beautiful, or more talented lady in all his days exploring the kingdom. They spent the nights together, not only talking, but taking action in their love, and soon after it was decided, that she would become his wife.
Then they plotted together her escape from the tower. The Prince would bring a skein of silk every time he came to see her, and she would twist it into a lader, and when it was long enough, she would escape and come with him to his palace.
The witch, Gothel, new of nothing until one evening, Rapunzel asked her, "Mother Gothel, how can it be you are so much heavier to draw up than the young prince who will be here before long?"
The witch was outraged, and seized Rapunzel's beautiful hair, cutting it off at her back, throwing the plaits out the window, saying: "you, child, have deceived me! Your wicked! I thought I had separated you from all the world, and yet, someone has discovered you!"
She took Rapunzel far away from the tower, and forced her into a old cottage in the far away forests of the kingdom, and made her live there in grief and misery.
That evening, the witch came back, and gathered back the plaits of hair, and three them onto the hook, climbing up to the window, and waiting in the tower. It was not long after that the prince came, and took the hair in his hands, climbing the tower, but to his horror, he did not find his love, but instead, the evil witch.
"Ah!' She cried in her mocking voice, "you have come to retrieve the fair and lovely Hermione Rapunzel, but she is not here! The pretty bird has flown her nest, and will never sing anymore of your love! Now the cat is here, to scratch your pretty eyes out, you shall never see her again!"
The prince was beside himself with grief, and in his despair he lept out of the window. He was not killed, but the trees that he fell upon scratched into his eyes, blinding him. He wandered for an entire year, living off of only berries, and roots, crying and morning over his lost love, before finding his way into the Old Wood, and to the cottage of a young woman.
He heard a voice, too familiar to him, and was overcome with joy to find Rapunzel, who at once recognized her beloved, and drew him into her embrace. Tears formed in both their eyes, and they wept in joy together. Hermione's tears fell from her eyes and dropped onto his, and the Prince regained his sight.
They were overjoyed! The prince looked around in the place of poverty, but was thrilled to see his two new children, twins, a boy and a girl, who had been born in this place during his absence. The Prince took his lovely new bride back to his castle, where he found the throne waiting for him, and so they became King and Queen of al the land, banishing th witch, and giving her castle as a shelter for the homeless, and the Granger's were given their own part of the Kingdom, and were righted as Hermione's true parents. And then... They lived Happily, ever, after.
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Ack! I'm so happy! Yay! I love that one! He he he! Yay! Okies, I'm done now! Oh, and also in response to that one review I have so far *coughs* I do change much of the story, not just the names. Many of these are a lot longer than they would be, and I make characters more involved, and.. Yes. Like in Rumpelstiltskin for example, she marries the kind, and it never says that she loves him, and the King is greedy O.o which is kinda biter-sweet if you ask me... But. Yes. I do change more than just names, so you know! Thanks for your review!
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This one is for Jamee ^-^' again, thanks for letting me borrow your book, and, this is your fave story, I know, so, here is a little better (in my eyes) version of it!
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Mr. And Mrs. Granger sat in their cottage on the country side, gazing deeply into each other's eyes. Mrs. Granger had just told her husband she was with child. His eyes were dancing, a smile caressing his face, and one similar on her own.
One morning, Mrs. Granger was overlooking the window at the back of her home, in their bedroom. The window was large, and opened up into a full view of a beautiful garden behind the wall surrounding their home. The garden was full of flowers and shrubs, and vegetables, and fruits, and all sorts of delightful living and growing plants.
However, it was well known that the garden, and the crumbling, yet enchanting, castle behind it, belonged to an evil and sinister witch, who was feared by al the people of the land, who only wished to live out their lives, without having to come into contact with such a loathsome woman.
On this occasion, Mrs. Granger was thoughtfully looking out the window, over looking the Garden, when she saw the plot of the garden that held a beautiful bed of rampion. It was so fresh and green, looking luscious in the springtime, that the woman called to her husband, saying she must have some of this Rampion, otherwise, she would die.
Mr. Granger feared for his wife's life, and in loving her deeply, he said he would. So in the early morning, he climbed the wall, and picked a handful of the rampion, and brought it back for his wife to eat. The rampion was dressed up, and a meal was made for Mrs. Granger, who eagerly ate it. Then, her want for the rampion, increased three fold.
But this time, when the husband went to the garden in the early morning, and to his horror, the witch was waiting for him as he came over the wall.
"How dare you come into my garden like a thief, robbing me, rapping me, of my Rampion?" She said, looking evilly at him, "What do you do this for you sinful man?"
"Alas," He said, looking truthfully into the woman's eyes, "If I do not bring back all this rampion for my wife, she would die of longing if I did not come and fetch it for her!"
The anger of the witch abated, and she said to him, 'If it is as you say, I will allow you to take with you as much Rampion as you like, but only if you oblige to my wish. You must give me the child which your wife is carrying, the moment it is born."
The man agreed to the witches demands, knowing his wife would die if he did not bring her the Rampion, and so, when the child was born, the witch appeared, retrieved it, and took it back with her to her own castle, giving the baby the name, Hermione Rapunzel.
Hermione was the most beautiful young woman under the sun. When she turned thirteen, the witch locked her up into a tower, that stood in the middle of a wood that was behind her castle, opposite the beautiful garden. The tower had neither staircase or doors, only a small window in the room at the top. When the witch wanted to go up, she stood at the bottom, below the window, and would cry out: " Rapunzel, Rapunzel, Child! Hermione! Let down your hair!"
Hermione would unravel her long, beautiful brown hair, as fine as spun copper. As soon as she heard the witch call, she would let down the plaits of hair, wrapping it around a hook at the top of the tower beside the window, and the witch would climb up, bringing her food and water for the week, as well as various books and papers, for her to read, and to write and draw upon.
Hermione also had a beautiful voice. The witch would come to hear her sin, when she brought the food, and as long as Hermione had the most beautiful voice, and was the most beautiful herself, the witch would bring her, her rations.
It was one night a young man, a Prince Draco Malfoy, his father the ruler of the entire kingdom, watched the witch do these things. Once she had left, he himself called out to Hermione: "Rapunzel, Rapunzel, Lady! Hermione! Let down your hair."
There was a pause from above, the hair was unwound and let down, cascading beside the walls of the tower, and the handsome young prince climbed up.
Once there, he spent the night with Hermione, and they talked, for hours, and at once they were deeply in love with each other. Hermione had never even read of such a man, in all her books, and Draco had never met such an inspiring, beautiful, or more talented lady in all his days exploring the kingdom. They spent the nights together, not only talking, but taking action in their love, and soon after it was decided, that she would become his wife.
Then they plotted together her escape from the tower. The Prince would bring a skein of silk every time he came to see her, and she would twist it into a lader, and when it was long enough, she would escape and come with him to his palace.
The witch, Gothel, new of nothing until one evening, Rapunzel asked her, "Mother Gothel, how can it be you are so much heavier to draw up than the young prince who will be here before long?"
The witch was outraged, and seized Rapunzel's beautiful hair, cutting it off at her back, throwing the plaits out the window, saying: "you, child, have deceived me! Your wicked! I thought I had separated you from all the world, and yet, someone has discovered you!"
She took Rapunzel far away from the tower, and forced her into a old cottage in the far away forests of the kingdom, and made her live there in grief and misery.
That evening, the witch came back, and gathered back the plaits of hair, and three them onto the hook, climbing up to the window, and waiting in the tower. It was not long after that the prince came, and took the hair in his hands, climbing the tower, but to his horror, he did not find his love, but instead, the evil witch.
"Ah!' She cried in her mocking voice, "you have come to retrieve the fair and lovely Hermione Rapunzel, but she is not here! The pretty bird has flown her nest, and will never sing anymore of your love! Now the cat is here, to scratch your pretty eyes out, you shall never see her again!"
The prince was beside himself with grief, and in his despair he lept out of the window. He was not killed, but the trees that he fell upon scratched into his eyes, blinding him. He wandered for an entire year, living off of only berries, and roots, crying and morning over his lost love, before finding his way into the Old Wood, and to the cottage of a young woman.
He heard a voice, too familiar to him, and was overcome with joy to find Rapunzel, who at once recognized her beloved, and drew him into her embrace. Tears formed in both their eyes, and they wept in joy together. Hermione's tears fell from her eyes and dropped onto his, and the Prince regained his sight.
They were overjoyed! The prince looked around in the place of poverty, but was thrilled to see his two new children, twins, a boy and a girl, who had been born in this place during his absence. The Prince took his lovely new bride back to his castle, where he found the throne waiting for him, and so they became King and Queen of al the land, banishing th witch, and giving her castle as a shelter for the homeless, and the Granger's were given their own part of the Kingdom, and were righted as Hermione's true parents. And then... They lived Happily, ever, after.
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Ack! I'm so happy! Yay! I love that one! He he he! Yay! Okies, I'm done now! Oh, and also in response to that one review I have so far *coughs* I do change much of the story, not just the names. Many of these are a lot longer than they would be, and I make characters more involved, and.. Yes. Like in Rumpelstiltskin for example, she marries the kind, and it never says that she loves him, and the King is greedy O.o which is kinda biter-sweet if you ask me... But. Yes. I do change more than just names, so you know! Thanks for your review!