A/N: Next chapter…I know there are people who are anxious to read this so anyways, here's another chapter.

Hermione and Draco shared a passionate kiss. They broke their kiss when Michelle spoke up.

"Guys, I wanna get some family pictures taken. Could all you guys go over on the couch?" Michelle asked. Everyone went over on the couch, except Victor and Chris. Michelle took the picture. "Ok, you guys in too," Michelle said, motioning for Victor and Chris to get in the picture. Victor sat next to Max and Chris stood next to Draco.

"Hey Michelle," Chris said after the picture was taken. "You should get in on some of these pictures. I'll take them."

"Yeah, it's supposed to be family pictures," Victor piped up, getting up off the couch and standing against the far wall. Michelle nodded and handed the camera to Chris. She sat on the couch where Victor had been sitting. Chris took the picture. Then everyone got up off the couch.

"I wanna get a picture of the four of you guys sitting on the couch," Hermione said to Max, Victor, Chris and Michelle. Chris handed the camera to Hermione and sat on the couch next to Michelle. Chris put his hand around Michelle's waist while Victor and Max just sat side by side. After Hermione took the picture, she said that she wanted one of just Max and Victor and another one of just Michelle and Chris.

So they took those pictures too. Max gave his mother his camera to take the picture of him and Victor so that he could use it on his computer (for MSN and backgrounds and stuff).

Meanwhile at Harry's house…

Harry woke on Christmas morning by the bright sun shining in through the windows and into his eyes. He lifted his head off the pillow and looked over at the beautiful brunette laying next to him. He leaned his head down and kissed her soft, rosy lips.

"Morning baby, Happy Christmas," said the brunette laying next to him.

"Morning, Happy Christmas to you too," said Harry, kissing her once more. "But I've gotta get going. I have to go over to Hermione's today and get Max. He's gonna be staying here for a few days."

"I can't wait to meet him," said the girl (yes, you will find out her name). She sat up in bed as Harry got up and got dressed. Then he took the duffel from his closet (which he had filled the previous night with the gifts that he was supposed to take), grabbed his car keys and headed out the door.

Back at Hermione's…

Once they had taken the final picture, there was a slight knock on the door and then the sound of someone walking down the stairs.

"Happy Christmas everyone," Harry said, walking into the living room with a duffel over his shoulder.

"Hey Harry," Ron, Pansy and Draco said together.

"Hey guys. Hey Hermione," Harry said, kissing Hermione on the cheek. Harry then walked over to Max.

"Happy Christmas Max," he said, hugging him. Max felt a little weird about it.

"Hey dad," Max replied. "What's in the duffel? Planning on spending Christmas with us?" Max asked, a hint of anger in his voice.

"Actually, it's your Christmas presents," Harry responded, putting the duffel on the floor, taking out the presents and passing them to the person who owned them. (A/N: I'm not gonna type out everything that he gave everyone cause I'm running out of ideas and it would take up too much space.)

Max handed Harry the gift that he had bought for him (which was a pocket watch).

"Thanks Max," Harry said. "Aren't you gonna introduce me to Victor?" Harry whispered to Max.

"Yeah," Max said, walking over to Victor, taking him by the hand and leading him over to where Harry was. "Victor, this is my dad, dad this is Victor," Max said.

"Hello Victor," Harry said, extending his hand, which Victor shook.

"Sorry I can't stay any longer you guys, but I have to get back home. Jamie's (his girlfriend) parents are coming over for dinner," Harry said. Then, he turned to Max. "I'll be back after supper to pick you up, and Victor of course."

"Huh," Max said. "I'm not going with you for Christmas, I already told mum that. I thought she told you," Max said, looking over to his mother.

"Max, don't get mad, but I still think that you should spend a few days with your father during Christmas," Hermione said, getting up and going over to the two.

"Mum, no, I don't wanna go with him. I told you that I am spending Christmas here with you and Draco!" Max yelled.

"Max, can't you just spend ONE night over there?" Hermione asked, stressing the word one.

"Maman, j'ai dit non et je signifie non.. Je ne dépense pas Noël avec un homme qui ne soigne pas de quoi je fais... quand je l'ai dit que j'étais homosexuel, il a piqué une crise hors et maintenant vous prévoyez que j'aie dépensé quelques jours avec lui et avec mon petit ami? Je ne pense pas si!" Max said.

"Max, for god sake, speak English!" Hermione said.

"Fine. Mom, I said no and I mean no... I am not spending Christmas with a man that doesn't care about anything I do... when I told him that I was gay, he freaked out and now you expect me to spend a few days with him and with my boyfriend? I don't think so!" (A/N: That's what he said in English, loosely translated)

"Max, it's just one…" Hermione started, but was cut off.

"Hermione, if he doesn't want to stay with me, that's fine. I understand," Harry said. Then he turned to Max. "I know I haven't been the best father either. But at least you have a father growing up. I never had a father growing up, so Max, I would consider yourself lucky. Even though I may not be the best father at times, it's because I've never had a father that could show me how to do it right. Lots of children don't have a father to look up to, and I'm trying my best to be there for you," Harry said. "Well, I'd better be getting back. I'll see you guys later. Happy Christmas." With that, he took his duffel and left. After a slight delay, Max ran up the stairs after him.

"Dad," Max said. Harry turned around.

"Yeah Max?"

"I'll come with you for a few days," Max said. Harry smiled, and for the first time in a while, Max smiled at his father.