After breakfast, Harry led the group back to the parlor from the night before. However this time he sat on the floor with Ciel, a chess board between them. Ron sat on the side, declaring he would play the winner.

"Excuse me," Johnathan said politely," but could you please explain a few things to us? Like how the demon got into this house? Or whom this new man is?" He gestured to death on the last question.

"Oh yeah! I fell asleep before I could answer questions." Harry said not taking his eyes off the game he was playing. "The demon got in because Ciel here got in. As Sebastian is Ciel's Butler, where Ciel goes he goes. And as for that weirdo… I honestly have no idea who he is. He has been stalking me for the last three months." Death spluttered, staring agape at Harry.

"And this boy?" Lord Malfoy asked with a kind smile at Ciel.

"This is Lord Ciel Phantomhive, owner of that big toy company." Harry said vaguely, waving off to the side. Ciel sent him a smirk but didn't correct him.

"It's a pleasure to meet you all, I'm sure I'll catch all your names later. Hey that's cheating!" Ciel yelled at Harry's last move.

"No that's fair, the queen can move as any piece," Ron said, slightly surprised at how good Harry had gotten.

"So how are you Lord Potter, when the title clearly belongs to my husband?" Anastasia snapped rudely.

"Ana!" Hadrian chastised, scowling at his wife. The elder Potter's looked shocked at her rudeness.

"It is yours by right! He should hand it back, he doesn't deserve it!" Anastasia shrieked.

CRACK

The sound of the slap rang in the room, Marie Potter's hand still raised and ready to strike again.

"That is your grandson you are speaking about, and mine as well. You will hold your tongue or be barred from even touching the Potter vaults!" Marie hissed at the blonde.

"I am terribly sorry for my wife's actions, my Lord. Please leave her punishment for me." Hadrian bowed, glaring at his wife behind him.

"It's fine Hadrian, and none of that my Lord shite, it's so annoying. And in answer, I have friends in low places." Harry said with a small smile.

"Um… don't you mean friends in high places?" Abraxas asked curiously.

"No, I mean low, Like hell level low. Do you all remember the tale of the three brothers?"

"The old children's tale? Of course, all the children know it." Charlus spoke for the first time.

"Well, um… I don't know how to explain this one. Usually I have to tell the story as well. Hang on a tick, let me tell myself the story." Harry closed his eyes for a few minutes, laughing randomly, at what no one but death knew. Opening his eyes again, Harry smiled at death before speaking again.

"So the tale, isn't as much fantasy as you would think it to be. The wand, the stone, and the cloak are real." He said giving it a moment to sink in.

"Preposterous!" Lady Malfoy snorted. "It is a fairy tale, nothing more."

"I assure you they are real, I have seen all of them. And I know someone in this room who is in possession of one of these items. It's a family heirloom you see. It is said that the youngest brother passed it down to his son before his death. It has passed down through his family, and I'd be willing to bet that the item is in this room, in fact I'll bet ten gallons there are two in this room right now," Harry challenged.

"I'll take that bet!" Sirius said, pulling the coins from his pocket. The Longbottoms, the Weasley's, and the Potter's following, a small pile of gold sitting on the table.

"How much is that in pounds? I'll take the challenge." Ciel said, seriously doubting the fact of there being two.

"About a hundred pounds," Harry smirked as Ciel laid his money down as well. Severus looked at the Potters, seeing Hadrian debating on his choice. Finally both of the men pulled the money out and set it down.

"Excellent!" Harry smiled. "Johnathan may I see the cloak in your front left pocket?" Harry smiled at the man, who looked shocked but pulled out said cloak. Grinning Harry put it on, disappearing completely. Everyone who didn't know of the cloak stared in shock. Pulling off the cloak, still smiling, Harry handed it back.

"There is one, and here is the other!" He pulled out his own cloak, throwing it on Ciel making the small boy disappear. Everyone sat shocked except for Severus.

"You take that thing with you every where, I don't know who was stupid enough to doubt you." Severus smirked at the twins.

"Oi! How did you know they had theirs!" Ron demanded, slightly put out that he had lost.

"I can feel it's magic, I am the owner after all." Harry smiled at the ginger. " So I win! That's a small fortune right there." He swiped the money into a bag and set it off to the side. He pulled his cloak off of Ciel and handed it to Johnathan so he could compare them.

"He's right, they are exactly the same?" He gasped.

"Impossible! It's just a story!" Lady Longbottom cried out.

"Nothing about magic is just a story, there is truth in every story. Now the stone and the wand, well there are only one of each currently in the house. I know where the second stone is, but the wand could be anywhere. And I wouldn't go looking for them if I were you, death is probably hiding them right now until my time."

"Indeed I am, I am very lucky that my Master, and you are the only one who has fit." Death said giving Harry a smile.

"Hes death!" The room shouted.

"Yeah, but he doesn't normally look like that, I made him be more peopley."

"Harry, peopley is not a word," Severus sighed exasperated.

"It is now! It's my word of the day." Harry grinned moving his queen one last time. "Checkmate! I win." Ciel stared down at the board and saw Harry had in fact, won the game.

"I still say you cheated," Ciel sniffed.

"Well I never! Your turn Ron, I'm definitely going to lose this time," Harry smiled as the two switched spots.

"I get the winner!" Draco called with a wicked smile on his face. They played in silence for a while as the room sat stunned. The only sound were sev and death giving Harry pointers, and Ron berating them.

"Let him lose on his own! It's not fair if you help him!"

"By all means Mr Weasley, please win the game. I'm sure we have plenty of time before our guests regain their wits." Severus snarked. His voice seemed to draw everyone out of their dazed state, only for them to silently stare at Harry.

"I can feel the eyes, oh they burn!" Harry screamed, falling backwards and rolling around as Ron put his king in checkmate and won. "It burns… IT BURNS!!!"

"Oh stop with the dramatics, even if it did burn you wouldn't die from it." Death waved him off as if he was a fly.

"Dad! Deaths being mean!"

"Death, stop picking on the poor boy. He has enough going on without you adding on."

"He's a little off, isn't he?" Charlus asked breaking the silence.

"A little? Har-bear is mad as a hatter-"

"Completely off his rocker-"

"Madder than Bella-"

"And moldy shorts combined!" The twins said.

"Err… moldy shorts?" Charlus asked, trying not to laugh at the ridiculous name.

"You-know-who." Fred said.

"He-who-must-not-be-named" George gasped in fake shock.

"Voldemort." Sirius shivered.

"The dark Lord." Severus said.

"You-know-poo." Ron laughed.

"Old snake face" Neville grinned.

"Nargle infested horn goblin," Luna hummed dreamily.

"Tom Marvolo Riddle." Harry finished