"His name is Jeffrey Higgins," she answered, looking up at him.
"WHAT??? That can't be possible!" Draco yelled.
"What happened...?"
"Are you sure it was Jeffrey Higgins?"
"I'm positive. Wouldn't I know my stepbrothers name? Just what does that have to do with you though?" Said Hermione.
"Well, theres a lot I didn't know about my family. Actually, I had an older brother, who my father disowned at the age of 7. He was disowned because he told my father not to become involved with the Dark Arts. Then one day around 13 years later, he came back, but not as my fathers son. He came back as Brutus, the right hand man of Voldemort. Actually his real name was Jeffrey Higgins, how he was known when he wasn't in the dark arts. He is my older brother," explained Draco.
"But....but... you...you're nothing like.... Him," sobbed Hermione into his shoulder.
"What do you mean?" Draco murmured.
"Well, you just seem to care. I can tell you anything and you would understand. You seem so cold on the outside, but on the inside, I think I can see that your warming up. I know I can trust you."
"....and how do you know that?" he said as he rubbed her shoulder gently trying to calm her down.
She looked up at him and slowly the tears in her eyes stopped. She smiled and slowly cuddled up and fell asleep. Draco sat there and thought about what she had just told him. He'd never have believed that this could happen to a girl like Hermione. But then again, the ways she had changed.... Slowly he came back to reality to find Hermione still sleeping. He moved her head onto a pillow and pulled a blanket over her. Then he pulled a chair over to sit down and watch her. As he began to sit, he remembered something. He got up and walked over to Hermione. He bent down, kissed her on the cheek then sat back on the chair and fell asleep.
Hermione woke up the next morning with a dream that didn't really seem like one. She seemed to have dreamed that Daco had kissed her on the cheek. She turned around to find Draco sleeping in a chair across from her. She started to laugh just by watching him. He didn't look anything like he did during the day, now he looke quiet and calm, almost like an angel (I can't believe I just wrote that; Actually I can but...) He woke up hearing the sound of her laughter and smiled as she stood up he followed her quietly and all the sudden hugged her from behind. She screamed and they both fell on the ground laughing. He turned her around and kissed her.
Far away, Jeffery Higgins, otherwise known as Brutus, stared into his crystal ball and laughed. With a big smirk on his face, he sat down in his chair and thought, "Everything is going exactly as planned."