A/N: This chapter is gonna be set 14 years later. I have to stress that. I hope no one gets confused. Thanks to Miranda for proofing and anyone who has reviewed. If you got any questions, ask in a review (include your e-mail) and I'll answer them. The first little bit of this fic is just what's been going on with the group the past 14 years. LOL, I had to stress the 14 years later thing. Hermione, Harry and co. are 32 and Michelle and Max are 14 (obviously).

14 YEARS LATER

It's now August 31st, 14 years later. Max and Michelle have been attending Hogwarts for 3 years and both are now entering their 4th year at Hogwarts.

Both had been sorted into Gryffindor. They had easily made lots of friends. Snape's grudge against the Potter's had subsided and, so even though they were in Gryffindor, Snape was nice to both Michelle and Max.

Max ended up becoming a punk, while Michelle was kinda preppy (not slutty!) Max tended to wear black with lots of chains and spikes, but Michelle tended to wear plaid mini skirts (or any kind of mini-skirt) and white blouses. Michelle was pretty, popular and smart, while Max was smart, hot (if you like punk guys) and though he was popular, he tended to hang with a small group of people who weren't on the peek of popularity. Max was seeker on the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Michelle was a prefect (even though you can't be a prefect until 5th year.)

Max and Michelle didn't mind people knowing that they were siblings, because they did hang out, but they had a lot of arguments because of their differences and because Michelle was constantly trying to get Max into trouble with the 'rentals.

So, because of their constant arguing, Draco used magic to enlarge their room and make a wall between to separate them, but he put a door on that wall so they could still go back and forth between rooms.

Harry was still living with Draco and Hermione. Hermione was still keeping in touch with Cooper and the rest of her friends, but she hadn't really spent all that much time with them. Pansy had a baby boy, so Ron had moved in with Pansy so that he could spend all his time with his son, named Ryan. Ryan was a year younger than Max and Michelle, but they were still really good friends.

Since it was the evening before their return to Hogwarts, Max and Michelle were in their room packing their trunks. Well, Michelle was packing hers, but Max was in the kitchen, eating as usual. Max was skinny and well built (from Quidditch), but he ate like a pig!

"Max!" Hermione called from her bedroom.

"What?"

"Have you packed your trunk yet?"

"Kinda."

"Well stop eating and go pack!" Hermione said getting fed up. Max had been putting off packing his trunk all day, actually, all week.

"Can you do it for me, mum? I've got it half packed," Max called.

Hermione walked out of her room and into Max's calling out, "You're too damn spoiled Max! You need to start doing things for yourself!"

"Thanks mum!" Max called back. Hermione was right. Max was spoiled. She used to do everything for him while he was growing up, while Michelle would have to do her own.

Max's trunk was open on his bed, half packing alright, but everything was just thrown in it.

"I'm gonna stun you Max," Hermione muttered to herself, taking everything out of his trunk. When she was taking out his socks to re-fold them, something shiny fell onto the floor. She picked it up and the house was filled with an ear-piercing yell. "Max!"

Max ran into his room, "Yeah?"

"What is this doing in your trunk?" Hermione asked, holding a condom in her hand.

"Dad gave it to me. He told me that I might need it, then he winked at me which kinda creeped me out," Max said.

"Your father gave you this? You're only 14 and he thought that you would need this?"

"Yeah, that's what he said."

"Harry!" Hermione yelled.

"Yes 'Mione?" Harry answered, walking in.

"I found this in Max's trunk. When I asked him what it was doing there, he said that you gave it to him. He also said that you told him he might need it," Hermione said to Harry.

"Yeah, he's growing up and starting to experience things, so I thought 'Better safe than sorry'," Harry replied.

"Max, tell me the truth," Hermione started, turning to Max. "Are you sleeping with anyone? Or have you?"

"No, Me and Vicky are taking things slow," Max honestly answered.

"Vicky?" Harry and Hermione asked.

"The person I'm dating," Max answered.

"You're seeing someone? How come you've never mentioned it before now?" Harry asked.

"I just didn't think it was a big deal," Max answered.

"Well, what's she like? Is she hot?" Harry asked, getting a smack in the arm from Hermione.

"Sweet, smart, funny, smokin'," Max answered.

"How long have you been seeing Vicky?" Hermione asked.

"Since January I guess. Why so many questions?"

"We're just curious Max, that's all," Harry replied.

"Max, can you pack your travel bag while I pack your trunk?" Hermione asked, noticing that Max was getting a little uncomfortable. Max nodded and started putting his make-up (yes, he wears make-up, he is punk/gothic) and things in his travel bag. (A/N: I said travel bag, but it's kinda his shaving bag thing, but I didn't wanna say shaving bag cause he's putting more than shaving things in there, so that's what I meant.) When he was done, he went out to the living room to watch TV. Michelle, who had overheard the conversation earlier and had been done packing her trunk over an hour ago, walked out when she heard Max walk out.

"So, you finally told mum and Harry about Vicky, eh?"

"Yeah, but they don't know everything, so keep your mouth shut," Max said in a "brotherly love" tone.

"So, when are you planning on telling them?"

"Telling them what?" Max asked.

"Lets see. You could start by telling them that Vicky's real name is Victor and that he's a guy. Then you can end by telling them that you're gay," Michelle responded.

"Keep your voice down Michelle."

"Afraid mum's gonna hear? Maybe I should say it louder then," Michelle said, getting ready to speak, but Max covered her mouth.

"Listen, I'll tell mum and dad when I'm good and ready to, not before. So you keep your mouth shut or I'll tell mum about your little "Christmas present" from Chris," Max said. (Chris is Michelle's boyfriend)

"You wouldn't," Michelle said.

"And I have a tape," Max said.

"Urgh," Michelle said, stomping back to her room. Max sat there and thought of a way to tell his parents that he was gay. He finally decided to just tell them and he decided it was best to tell them soon, so he sung out to them.

"Yes Max?" Hermione asked, walking over to him, Harry following her.

"Umm...I have something to tell you. It's about Vicky," Max started.

"What is it Max? You can tell us," Harry said.

"Well, you see, Vicky is...," he hesitated a minute before continuing, "...a guy."

"Meaning what?" Harry asked, fearing the answer.

"Meaning I'm gay," Max answered.

"WHAT!" Harry exclaimed. Hermione nudged him.

"Harry it's no big deal. If he likes guys more than girls, that's how he feels, and his feelings can't be changed. I even remember a time that you thought you were gay, Harry," Hermione calmly said to Harry.

"But then I realized I wasn't," Harry said.

"Max, as long as you're happy, that's all that counts," Hermione said, taking the fact that her son was gay very well.

"Ok, because I have a big favor to ask you. Can Victor come here for Christmas? Because he sent me an owl today, saying that his parents died, so he'll have nowhere to go for Christmas. He's staying at the Leaky Cauldron until tomorrow."

"Who's Victor?" Harry asked.

"Vicky," Max said. "Victor's his real name, but most people call him Vicky or Vic."

"Of course he can stay here Max. Michelle's boyfriend is coming for Christmas and we have plenty of room," Hermione said, without hesitation.

"Great! Thanks mum," Max said, kissing Hermione's cheek and going to his bedroom to back his backpack. He put his laptop, CD walkman and CD's in his backpack. The rule about Muggle technologies not being allowed in Hogwarts had changed over the years, because Dumbledore felt that the students should learn Muggle ways of entertainment, so they were allowed to bring electronics to Hogwarts. He couldn't wait to see Victor tomorrow and tell him the great news. He fell asleep that night with a smile on his face.

Meanwhile, Harry was arguing with Hermione about having Victor stay for Christmas.

"How could you say yes?" Harry asked.

"Because, we can't let Michelle have her boyfriend stay here and not let Max have his boyfriend stay here. It's not fair, Harry," Hermione answered.

"And how can you except the fact that he's gay so well?"

"Harry, get over it. It's not that big of a deal! It's how he feels. We can't tell him that he's not allowed to be gay. His decisions been made and we can't change that so we're just gonna have to deal with it," Hermione said. "Now, I'm gonna go to bed. We gotta get up early tomorrow morning." Hermione went to bed, and Harry went to bed as well, still not pleased about Max's choice to be gay.

"Max!" Hermione called the next morning.

Max groaned and turned over. Hermione went in his room. "C'mon Max!" Hermione called again, and when Max still didn't move, Hermione grabbed his sheets off his bed. She then pointed her wand at her throat and muttered, "Sonorus!" Hermione's voice echoed the room and Max shot up out of the bed as soon as she started to speak, "Maxmillan James Malfoy Potter, get your lazy ass up out of this bed or we're gonna be late!"

"I'm up!" Max said, shooing Hermione from his room so he could get dressed. He put on a pair of baggy black jeans and a black American Chopper shirt that he bought in America that summer. He put his dog tag around his neck and put on his spike bracelets and black makeup. Then he spiked his jet black hair. He put his headphones around his neck then walked out of his bedroom and grabbed a piece of buttered toast from the plate on the table.

"Man, you look like a total freak," Michelle said. She was wearing a pair of blue bellbottom jeans and a white blouse that came up past her bellybutton. Michelle always took the opportunity to tell Max what a freak he was.

"So, what's your point?" Max asked, Michelle's comment not bugging him at all.

"Guys, that's enough. Eat your breakfast, then we have to hurry. Make sure you take everything," Hermione said.

They ate their breakfast and said goodbye to Harry, who wasn't coming to the station with them. Then they took their stuff and got in the car and drove to the train station. They got trolleys for their trunks and owls. Michelle had a beautiful snowy owl that looked exactly like Hedwig, what she had named Swish, while Max had a barn owl named Benji.

They had just crossed the barrier when Max stomped his foot. "Damn, I forgot my board!"

"Max, I thought I told you to take everything! Where is it?" Hermione asked, noticing that they still had time.

"Under my bed." Hermione Disapparated and returned a minute later, holding Max's skateboard.

"Thanks mum. I'll miss you. You sure that Victor can come for Christmas?"

"Your welcome and yes, Victor can come for Christmas. Now get going or you'll miss the train."

Hermione kissed both of them and they all said their good-byes. Max and Michelle both boarded the train, Max going to find Victor and their friends and Michelle going to the front compartment where she, Chris and all their friends sat.

"So Vic, how've you been?" Max asked, sitting next to him and taking his hand.

"Fine. Max, you know I didn't like my parents anyway," Victor said. "The only thing they ever had to offer me was money." Victor looked similar to Max. He was skinny, well built, tanned and black hair. The only thing different between the appearance of the two was that Victor wasn't a punk. Victor tended to wear blue baggy jeans and a muscle shirt or t-shirt.

"Yeah, I know. Oh, my mum said that you could spend Christmas with us. I mean, Chris is gonna be there with Michelle, so mum couldn't say yes to her and no to me," Max said.

"This is gonna be perfect!" Victor said, Max silencing him with a kiss. "What was that for?" Victor asked.

"Just cause," Max said, as the door to the compartment opened and Michelle walked in.

"Sorry to disturb you two, but McGonagall wants to see you Max. She said something about you being a prefect, but they forgot to send your badge or something. She wants to see you right away," Michelle said and with that, she was gone.

"I'll be back in a minute," Max said, getting on his board, and skating down the hallway to the prefect compartment.