Harry Does Different CDLVII
Invisibility Cloak
Harry
Your father left this in my care. It is time it was returned to you.
Merry Christmas
The First-Year wizard who had no memories of his parents took about a day to decide the Invisibility Cloak, not even considering its unique qualities, was his most prized possession. This initially angered a certain Snowy owl until she was declared a friend and not property.
"So, young Harry, any clue who gave you the cloak?" asked George as he and his twin joined their younger brother and his friend in the otherwise deserted Common Room.
Fred flopped into the couch beside him and added "Great for pranks. We'll have to negotiate a sharing arrangement. You scratch our backs, we scratch yours."
"I don't expect to be pranked with my own item." Harry said after a moment's thought "Beyond that can we see what we see? I've still got a lot to learn."
To that, they were amenable "Of course, boy-0." "We never target allies." "Except as plausible deniability."
"Right." The younger boy was trying to look more intelligent by just agreeing. And responded to the other point with some annoyance "As for who, I'm not impressed. Getting something that belongs to you for Christmas isn't much of a present. Mrs. Weasley's sweater is a real gift. I should 've had it years ago. Or at least since school. Been back three months and I still know almost nothing about my parents. Better than the Dursleys telling me they're dead drunks."
All three Weasleys nodded sympathetically. Ron offered "That's harsh mate. Lousy Muggles."
"So yeah. I ain't impressed with this." Harry scoffed "Not much of a friend to my parents either. Where is he? Who is he? I think he owes me rent. What's the rate for invisibility cloaks?"
There was a noise, nothing loud or threatening, just something without a reason. The twins reacted with speed, pulled their wands and fired. The younger boys were shocked and almost effectively stunned. Moreso when the spells splashed on a glow of gold. Then the Headmaster shimmered into existence and complimented "Well done, Misters Weasley. Excellent instincts. Might I inquire what gave me away?"
"The table moved suddenly, sir." Answered Fred
George concluded "Not much, but we have good ears."
"Yes. Harry's displeasure regarding his gift put me off my game." The Headmaster's words and tone did not match. He was both complimentary and disappointed "One learns much when one does not announce his presence. Does the knowledge it was I whom your father loaned his Invisibility Cloak to in the weeks prior to the attack which took your parents' lives impact your opinion at all, Harry?"
During the silence that quickly became uncomfortable the young wizard gazed at his redhaired friends, unsure what to say. All that came out was "Why?"
"I thought to present the cloak in its best possible light. The Yule holiday is a joyous time and I hoped to add to that." Dumbledore's eyes seemed to twinkle "I admit to some disappointment to learn otherwise."
Harry frowned, not liking the answer "Well, Professor, maybe a better holiday would have been Halloween. Y'know… in honor of their murder. But, really, anything of my Dad's …Mum too… should have been mine long ago. All I had growing up was the Dursley lie about my drunk Dad wrecking his car."
"Not that I expected much of Petunia when we left you there, Harry" Dumbledore looked pained "As a child, she was less than thrilled with your mother coming to Hogwarts."
A burst of wind whipped through the room as he snapped accusingly "You stuck me with that bitch! And those two fat oafs!"
"Harry! That's not a way to talk to him! He's Dumbledore!" Ron looked shocked. But at least he could talk, unlike the twins, who just gaped at the younger boy.
He shot a look at his friend, then glared at the Headmaster and demanded "Got anything else of MINE?" Then back to the boys "Who handles crimes like stealing? Maybe kidnapping?"
"I must excuse myself." The Headmaster's tone was flat "Harry, Misters Weasley, a pleasant rest of Christmas Day."
Harry looked at the redheads and released some tension "Sorry about that guys. BUT I'm serious. I don't even know what to look for, or who needs to be investigated. But the bobbies can start with him."