A/N: Here's another chapter…like I said, I'm trying to keep up with my fic…thanks to those who reviewed. Hope you like the next chapter. Oh, Miranda, Harry is gonna be a big part of this chapter.

Max walked back downstairs as Harry left.

"Well, what did he have to say?" Hermione asked.

"I told him that I would spend a few days with him. It is Christmas and he is my father after all," Max said.

"I'm glad that you're gonna spend some time with him. He really loves you Max even though it may not seem like it," Hermione said.

"Yeah," was all Max said.

"Guys, I have some news for you. I'm gonna have another baby," Hermione said, not knowing how to tell two teenagers that their mother was pregnant, so she just came right out and said it.

"Congratulations mum," Michelle said, hugging Hermione, excited that she was going to have a little brother or sister. Max on the other hand, didn't look too thrilled.

"Yeah mum, congratulations," Max said. Max and Victor spent the rest of the day in Max's bedroom. Max had put on some of his new CD's and was packing his suitcase.

"So, am I supposed to be going with you?" Victor asked, confused about the situation. "Cause I never heard your father say anything about me going too."

"Of course you're going," Max said. "I wouldn't leave you here. Gawd, I'm not that rude Vic. Besides, I wouldn't go if you weren't allowed to."

"I didn't think you would, but I had to make for sure," Victor said.

"Vic, come on, get real. Why would I leave you here? For all I know, you could end up making out with Michelle or something," Max said, jokingly. He laughed at his own joke. Victor's eyes widened, looking horrified. When Max noticed that Victor wasn't laughing, he stopped laughing. He looked at Victor and seen the frightened look on his face. "Vic, what's wrong?" Max asked, putting his arm around Victor's shoulders.

"Nothing," Victor said, walking away from Max and standing up against the other wall. Max walked over.

"Victor, there has to be something wrong. And I can't fix it unless I know what it is," Max said, trying to comfort him.

"Max, it's nothing, honestly," Victor said, trying to get Max to leave him alone.

"Vic, I can tell when something is wrong. You walk away and just try to forget it. You can tell me Victor. I'll understand."

"No you wouldn't," Victor said.

"Why not?"

"Because I DID make out with your sister," Victor said, sitting on the edge of Max's bed, putting his head in his hands. Max couldn't believe it! Max walked over and sat next to him.

"So, does this mean that you're not gay?" Max asked. Victor didn't answer, but just buried his head in his hands more (if that's possible). Max mentally slapped himself for asking such a stupid question. He put his arms around Victor's waist and held him tight.

Max looked at him and sighed. He just didn't know what to say. He never would have thought that Victor would kiss his sister.

"Yes Max, I'm still gay and I still love you more than ever. I just dunno what came over me. Please don't get mad at me. I can't stand to se you mad at me" Victor said, looking up.

"Don't worry Victor, I'm not mad, just a little shocked is all. If I was mad at anyone it would be Michelle."

"Don't be mad at Michelle either. Even though she was the one that kissed me first, it was accidental. Please Max, don't be mad," Victor pleaded.

Max wrapped his arms around Victor tighter and held him. "Vic, I'm not mad. Don't worry." Max kissed Victor's forehead and ran his hands through Victor's hair. "We should go and get ready. My dad will be here soon to pick us up."

"Yeah," Victor said. They packed some stuff that they thought they would need. Max took out a pair of black Dickies (that seems to be all he wears lol) and a black wife beater (which is another name for a muscle shirt) and put them on. Victor took a pair of black baggy jeans and a white wife beater and put them on as well. Max put on all of his spiky jewelry, but left his make-up alone (but he still had his fingernails painted black). They brought their stuff out to the living room to wait for Harry to get there. As they walked out, they saw Harry walking down the stairs.

"You guys ready to go?" Harry asked them. Max nodded.

"Ok, we should get going then. Jamie is really looking forward to meeting you," Harry said, taking one of the bags from the floor and carrying them upstairs.

"I'll be up in a minute," Max said, running to his mother's room to tell them that they were going.

"Max, be good and don't give your father a hard time," Hermione said, kissing Max's forehead.

"I know mum, I'll behave. See you later," Max said, walking outside to where Harry and Victor were waiting in the car. They started to drive to Harry's house in an awkward silence. After driving for 5 minutes, Harry broke the silence.

"Max, are you mad at me for some reason?" Harry asked. Max looked shocked.

"What? Of course not. Why would you think that?" Max asked. He thought that it was pretty dumb of Harry to ask that.

"Well, you didn't seem to thrilled to spend some time with me during Christmas," Harry said.

"Well, it was a little weird that you weren't living home anymore. I knew that you wouldn't live there forever, but I wish I was told that you weren't living home before I came home and seen that you weren't there. I wasn't mad at you, it was just a shock."

"I knew it would be a shock for you. I mean, I've been living with you guys for 14 years, it must have been a big change for you, but I needed to get a life of my own," Harry said.

"Yeah, I know," Max replied. "So, did you know that mum is pregnant again?" Max asked, changing the subject.

"No, I didn't," Harry said. "When we get to the house, I'm gonna phone her." They drove for another 10 minutes or so and then pulled up to the driveway of a beautiful two story house. Harry opened the trunk and Max and Victor both took their bags out and up to the front door. Harry opened the door for them and allowed them to walk into the porch. They laid their bags on the floor, not knowing where to put them.

"We're here," Harry called to Jamie. A beautiful woman came walking out of the kitchen and over to them. Max gasped. If he was holding his bag in his hand, he would have dropped it. The woman walking towards them looked exactly like Hermione! The only difference was that this woman was no older than 20 years old!

"Hello there," Jamie said, in a very sweet voice. "I'm Jamie. And you must be Max," she said, looking at Max.

"Yes," Max said.

"You look exactly like your father," Jamie said. "And who is this handsome young lad?" Jamie asked, noticing Victor standing behind Max.

"This is my boyfriend, Victor," Max said. Jamie didn't seem too weirded out by it, but just smiled sweetly. That smile was really getting on Max's nerves (cause it was so perfect).

"Ok well, I guess I'll show you to your room," Harry said, taking one of the trunks upstairs to the guest room. Harry put the trunk beside one of the beds. "I'll just give you guys some time to get settled. We are going out for supper around 7, so just make sure you are ready." Harry walked back downstairs. Max sat on one of the beds, taking his laptop, cell phone and digital camera out and laying them on the night stand next to the bed, leaving everything else packed in her trunk.

"Ok, is it just me or is Jamie's smile just a little too perfect?" Max asked, breaking the silence.

"I know what you mean. It looks like she's had a lot of plastic surgery or something like that," Victor replied.

"Yeah, I don't wanna make fun of her because I don't really know her or anything but I just can't help it," Max said, laughing.

"I know. And have you noticed how much she looks like your mum?" Victor asked.

"Yeah. Maybe that's why my dad started dating her. I dunno though."

"But she looks so young. She can't be any older than 20 years old. Isn't that a slight age difference?"

"Yeah, 11 years to be exact. That's kinda creepy," Max said.

Max and Victor continued talking for a few minutes when Harry called them from downstairs.

"We're gonna be leaving in 15 minutes you guys," Harry called up to them.

"Ok dad," Max called back.

"Oh and Max, could you get my wallet in the top drawer of my bureau please?" Harry asked.

"Alright," Max called back again.

Max and Victor walked to Harry's room.

"You can go on downstairs. I'll meet you down there," Max told Victor.

Victor nodded and walked downstairs as Max walked into Harry's room. He felt a little awkward about it but he did anyway. He walked over to Harry's 6 drawer bureau (it's the kind where there are 2 sets of three drawers put together) and opened the top drawer that was closest to him.

As he opened the bureau, all he could do was stare. Harry had failed to tell him which top drawer his wallet was in and Max had unfortunately opened the drawer that contained, well, to put it in simple terms, Harry and Jamie's "sex toys." There was everything from condoms, to whips and chains and there was even a leather cock ring in there. Max quickly closed that drawer, nearly getting sick at the sight and opened the other top drawer, grabbing Harry's wallet and going downstairs.

Max handed his father his wallet and they drove to the restaurant.

A/N: Sorry this chapter sucks....I'm really getting bored with it. The next chapter is gonna be worst so please don't hate m