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Diego soon awoke as well, sleepily slithering onto Harry's shoulder even as the boy was dragged along by his enthusiastic girlfriend.
"Well, perhaps you'd better let me get some clothes on first... unless you're looking for a free show?" Phobius noted with faint amusement; apparently he'd elected to sleep au natural this time.

Hedwig flew in as well, nuzzling Sorren and nipping him playfully.
Harry thanked his girlfriend for the hot chocolate before starting to sip it, still a little groggy.
Meanwhile, Deva was getting rather jealous of how Diego was getting all the attention, so she pushed lightly at her owner's hand, wanting to be petted as well.
Phobius just chuckled softly before getting dressed in his usual choice of dark colors, heading downstairs with the rest of them. "Morning. So, who wants to wake up Mother?" he asked with a small smirk, watching as Confusa appeared from the shadows and climbed into Hermione's lap.

Of course, Eris didn't really register anything other than the fact that there was someone in her room waking her up, and immediately reached for her wand.
"I wouldn't say she'll die... well, perhaps of embarrassment - there's a reason I use a long pole when I have to wake Mother up early," Phobius noted with a small smirk.
As if on cue, there was the distinct sound reminiscent of a boot meeting a backside, and Katherine flew out of Eris's room, landing on top of Harry. Of course, she also now had rabbit ears, green skin with purple polka-dots, and neon orange feather-hair, not to mention the monkey tail that she'd grown in the gap between her pants and shirt... a shirt and pants that were now a few sizes smaller than they were a moment ago.
...Apparently Eris was very, very trigger-happy with spells in the morning.

Deva skittered back on top of Katherine's head, chittering at her human in an irritated tone.
Harry nodded, blushing slightly, since Katherine's clothes had been practically skintight a moment ago and she'd landed right on top of him.
Phobius rolled his eyes at Katherine's antics before following everyone else to the tree.
Eris soon came down, still glaring a little at Katherine; apparently she didn't appreciate being woken up before she was ready to do so. "All right, we're all awake, so we might as well get this show on the road. Who's up first?" she drawled.
It was at that point that Mitis flew in through the window screaming like a loon, slamming into the wall before tumbling a little and landing flat on his face right in front of everyone. After a moment, he raised one hand weakly. "Mitis okay!"
Phobius just sighed a long-suffering sigh.

Harry and Phobius gave their presents as well. Mitis beamed, happily taking the presents and opening all four of them, revealing a copy of the Hogwarts charter/rulebook and... an Unbreakable disco ball?
At the questioning look Phobius sent him, Harry shrugged sheepishly. "He seemed like the kind of fellow who'd enjoy something like that - he certainly seems to enjoy it," he pointed out defensively.
Sure enough, Mitis seemed to appreciate the gifts, giving a surprisingly adorable squeal of happiness and pulling them to him, making him look a bit like a little dragon gathering its hoard.

Mitis let out another squee before pulling the metal close as well - probably his version of "thanks".
Phobius blinked, obviously not used to being the center of attention, but managed to endure under the looks.
Harry handed over his present - a box of chocolate frogs. Phobius brightened, then quickly remembered he had company and hid the expression with a polite nod of thanks, not wanting everyone to see just how much he was looking forward to eating it... not that they didn't already know anyway, but still, he wanted to maintain at least a little dignity.
His mother, on the other hand, handed a long, broom-shaped package over that, once opened, turned out to be... well, a pitch-black broom - one that practically oozed darkness all over and had a certain aura of cold about it... and was it growling a little whenever someone other than Phobius, his mother, or Katherine got too close?
Harry blinked in surprise as Mitis pulled a similarly long package out of... somewhere, labeled "open me last and keep pointy end away from everyone else". "Er, why do you want him to open your gift last?"
"So that other gifts have a chance to shine before Mitis blast them away with pure, unadulterated awesome. Not literally," Mitis added as an afterthought, obviously having seen the way Phobius discreetly shielded his gifts.

"The broom's specially made to respond positively to Dark magic; you're a little Darker than Harry or Hermione, so it doesn't mind you as much," Eris explained with a smile.
Phobius stared at the doll silently a moment, then smiled softly to Katherine - a small smile, as expected from his generally reserved nature, but a smile nevertheless. "I love it - thank you." He gently hugged the plushie, testing it out.
Eris, meanwhile, examined the doll from a distance, one raised eyebrow indicating that she was rather impressed with the implied charmwork.

Mitis just grinned cheerfully and pushed the package closer to Phobius.
The young Dark wizard quirked an eyebrow, but nevertheless opened the package to reveal... a black pole covered in red runes? He frowned slightly, puzzled, turning it over in his hand and noting that it felt oddly cool to the touch; then he felt something p***k his hand, and suddenly the runes glowed; a split second later, a scythe blade of shadows and ice popped out of the end, causing everyone's eyebrows to shoot upward. "A scythe, one with excellent balance at that... it feels a bit too Dark to be an ordinary scythe, though..." he murmured thoughtfully.
"Because it isn't," Mitis interjected, suddenly all business. "The runes on the staff portion of the scythe absorb your Aura of Fear, negating the need for your glamour. It then channels the energy into the blade, which is pure magic, and actually has four different abilities: the standard cutting function, channeling ice magic, inducing terror in those it wounds, and cutting through Light and Dark magics. All you need to do is focus on what you want it to do, and it will bend to your will - that's why I fused your blood into it, after all." He smirked. "Its name is Deimos."
Needless to say, all those present were rather impressed, though outside of Eris and Phobius, they were also a little creeped out by the blade - understandable, since it radiated so much cold and darkness that Harry was half expecting it to gain a dramatic pitch-black aura any second now.