As promised: I will write the names of mentioned familiars beforehand, Anise is a white-furred puppy born from Pepper who is one of the Aegipan hounds.

The first thing harry experienced when he woke up in the morning, was the warm embrace of the fine linen bedding, accompanied by the distant sounds of christmasmusic playing from the next room over, where a family of four were spending their Christmass. The hotelroom that the Witangemot had supplied him with was decorated with tinsel and glowing lights, and as he left his bed he saw a stack of presents beneath the tree.

After making a quick call to roomservice to order his breakfast, the youngest king excitedly started to make his way toward the waiting pile. After a quick inspection Harry sorted the pile into three different stacks.

The first stack contained unsigned packages. He'd probably wait with opening until he had the chance to inspect them for magical traps and the like. While his Campione status might protect him from most magical attacks there were always ways around them that a sufficiently devious or powerful individual could exploit, and he wasn't about to make himself an easy target for some trickster-god.

The second stack contained the presents signed by his Hogwarts friends. It was bigger then the former but didn't compare to the third. And upon unwrapping proved to be mostly sweets and small trinkets.

The third, and most important stack of presents came from members of the wider supernatural community. His elder sister had given seen fit to give him a brand new silver Ji, which she'd commissioned from the Goblin nation. Meanwhile the History Compilation Commision had sent him a handful of wizarding fotoalbums , contained within pictures of Pepper's puppies that currently life open on his bedpost, A giggling voice filling the room as a brown haired Miko playfully wrestled with Anise.

Glad to see that they were doing well he moved on through the stack, reaching a large manilla folder, "Investigations into the Land of the Blind", was written in big letters across it's front. As Harry opened the large envelope he heard the clock strike on the wall. "Hmm… Guess I'll have to read it on the Express." Harry put all his presents into three separate compartments before rushing towards the station.

As Harry and Hermione stepped off the Express, joined up with Ron in the crowd and got into one of the carts. As the ghostly-looking horses pulled them along the castle road, they exchanged both greetings and presents amongst each other.

After pulling his brand-new Weasley sweater over his head, and putting Hermione's present into his trunk. Harry pulled out the stack of unidentified presents, cast a few spells on the packages and deemed them safe to unwrap.

Most of the pile turned out to be nothing but candy, sweets and minor trinkets, bet at the bottom of the pile, buried beneath the load of chocolate frogs and flavoured beans shared with the three companions, there lay a single parcel wrapped in brown paper,

Ripping through through the wrappings, they found a silver parcel made that shone like a fine satin cloth wrapped up in twine.

"Go on…" Hermione almost bounced in place, evidently she'd been curious about the parcel all the way from London. "Put it on already."

Casting a wandless cutting charm at the bindings, Harry grabbed the parcel and quickly unfolded the rough woollike fabric, revealing a large array of muggle candies that were quickly divided amongst the trio.

After they'd eaten their way through the pile of Kitkats and fruit-flavored Mentos, they found a piece of paper attached to the silver cloth:

"Your father left this in my possession before he died, It is time it was returned to you.

Use it well

A very merry Christmas to you."

Harry looked at the strange wrappingcloth around his candy, trying internally to find its significance when suddenly Ron spoke up:"Wait a bleedin' minute… is that?"

"What?"

"It's an invisibility cloak." Ron said, as if that somehow explained everything.

"But we can see it," Hermione said.

"Well of course, He needs to put it on first…"

And Harry did so, Hermione's jaw dropping open as the boy vanished from sight.

"Did it work?" the now seemingly empty bench asked its two compatriots. "Am I gone yet?"

The two perfectly synchronised nods told Harry all he needed to know, quickly removing the cloak. There was no way they weren't going to have fun with this.

Harry Potter was running rampant throughout Hogwarts, doing all he could to evade his unseen attacker as spells struck him from unforeseen angles at seemingly random intervals, a fifth-year Ravenclaw student fell over into a wall on Harry's right side alerting him to his assailants' presence down the hall, he quickly lashed out with his arms grabbing one of the castle's many suits of yanked it into the spell's path. Turning burnished steel into a cobalt blue shade, He dashed left on the first crossroads.

The rules of their improvised game were simple: Hermione and Ron would both be sharing the cloak. And would attempt to get a surprise attack on Harry. Every time Harry evaded or blocked their attacks he'd score a point. But If they managed to hit him with a colour-changing Charm they'd get a point instead. Ron would be trying to turn his clothes into a shade of green, where Hermione would try for Blue instead. To ensure they'd all be able to keep score. First to get ten points would win.

Harry was currently in the lead with eight points, Hermione and Ron were both tied with three points each.

To be perfectly honest, the game was kind of rigged. If they'd had a second cloak Harry would probably be far behind by now. Most of the points had been gained because his two pursuers couldn't had to move together as one, but were unable to properly communicate non-verbally. Resulting in some catastrophic failures, like the time when Harry'd arrived at a T-shaped intersection, and rather than take turn he'd crawled into the rafters and hid.

Hermione had clearly attempted to move left, where Ron had ran right. Ron must've had a better grip on the cloak though as Hermione had just walked out of hiding as a result.

She'd quickly got back underneath the cloak but not before Harry'd tumbled out of the rafters laughing at her shocked face.

Back then he'd quickly made his getaway laughing in his blue robes.

Clearly they were having trouble trying to move in silent unison. And it had been the only reason Harry'd been able to stay ahead in this fight at all. As he dodged between the ghosts, armors and occasional students wandering the halls.

Crashing into, and past professor Quirrell carrying a large stack of homework causing sheafs of paper to scatter across the hallway Harry turned left into a corridor.

Only to come face-to-face with a dead end and a locked door.

He needed to find a way to evade his pursuers, he couldn't go back as they were still fresh on his tail and he couldn't go forward. So he did the only thing he could, turned into a small gartersnake and crawled into a suit of armor to hide, hopefully they'd see the empty hallway and conclude he must have gone another way.

What seemed like an eternity passed in utmost silence as Harry sat coiled in the cold metal shell. Had they entered the hallway yet? Were they still there? Was there any way for Harry to know wether they'd made it through yet?

Until finally, Ron and Hermione both came around the corner without their cloaks.
"Harry mate, we know you're in here Professor Quirrel saw you run in here. You've won mate."

"I won?" he asked, turning back into a human and removing the helmet from his face? "I still have two points left though?"

"We both accidentally charmed professor Quirrell" Hermione said "We're lucky he was in a pleasant mood or we'd-."

"It was bloody brilliant mate" Ron cut her off "His green turban turned green and his face was blue. You should've seen it mate." He laughed as he started to help Harry out of the armor.

"It's not funny Ronald" Hermione injected "We could have been in serious trouble. If it weren't for his good mood we would have gotten detention." Ron shrugged her concerns off though.

Stepping out of the heavy metal armor, Harry's honed battle instincts flared.

"Mate you alright?" Ron said as Harry stiffened.

That's when, with a loud crash, the door at the end of the hallway burst open, revealing only darkness behind it. Three pairs of eyes the size of teacups gazed through the darkness and moved towards them.

As the large figure pounced through the doorway towards the trio, teeth bared as if to devour them Harry grabbed his friends instinctually placed himself between them and the monstrous beast. Magically calling the Ji he'd received that morning back into his hands. Assuming a martial arts stance with which to fight. With a single command he felt his oldest authority come to him and cloaked it with the most potent venom he could think.

As the large beast burst through the doorway, breaking its stone arch into dust and rubble the light shone on it to reveal it's large form. Three canine heads. A Cerberus.

The beast was closing in fast, but with only a foot to spare the chain around it's collar reached its limit and pulled tight.

Realising the danger over, Harry dropped the Ji and turned to his friends. "Are you alright?" Ron was lying on the floor, mouth agape. Hermione next to her grasping her chest and breathing heavily.

"Just shock mate…"

"Good…"Carefully Harry turned back to the large dog currently taking up most of the hallway. Stretching his arm out and touching the beasts middle snout. Rubbing it's large nose.

Its mouth opened in response, large tongue lolling out and slathering the young royal in thick slobber.

In his peripheral vision, Harry could see the looks of incredulity on Ron and Hermione's faces as Harry made nice with the large, probably-man-devouring beast. So he offhandedly commented "Im good with beasts." As an explanation, as he reached out to touch the giant's collar to check wether it had a name. finding it he continued his explanation "And Fluffy here doesn't seem to be an exception."

This Chapter took a bit of time to write, mostly due to home-renovations and the fact that I still suck at dialogue.

Harry has no use for an invisibility cloak, as he can already turn both invisible and intangible at will through his poison-avatar, so it only made sense he'd lend it out to Hermione and Ron to share between them. It's still technically HIS but he won't use it.

I found myself agreeing with some writers, that returning an object that is legally his inheritance to Harry doesn't count as a Christmas gift. So I added a tiny gift alongside it in the form of a heap of candy.

I Kind of hope I managed to fool at least one person with the Cerberus. There's no way that Dumbledore or Hagrid would allow it inside the castle unrestrained.

Originally I'd planned something more for this chapter. But after 17K words I felt that this just made more sense to be one chapter, and for the rest to be moved to the next.

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