A/N Hey guys! Sorry for the late update. I haven't been feeling well and didn't have enough energy to put up the next chapter. All I did was sleep. I'm here now though and hopefully I can continue to push out chapters for you guys :-) just a quick thing before you start reading.

WARNING: attempted assault. Does NOT go into detail and doesn't go anywhere. All it says is "he began to try and remove her pajama pants" that's it I swear! It goes no farther, I just wanted to give a heads up since it is considered sensitive material and could be a trigger to other people reading this. Feel free to skip to –With the boys—if you don't want to read it.

Also I know nothing about medical stuff. Everything I wrote I got from webmd and the rest was just made up/guessing…

Disclaimer: please see chapter 1 :-) on to the story! Cheers!

-With Hermione—

Hermione….Hermione….Hermione….

Shooting up in bed and pointing her wand she looked around the dark room. She could've sworn she heard someone whispering her name. Part of her wanted to roll over and go back to bed and chalk it up to her imagination, but the other –war hardened- part told her to investigate. Quickly flicking on the light she stood up and surveyed the Room. Tiptoeing towards the closed bathroom door she paused a second. Didn't she leave that open before she went to bed?

When she was younger it always creeped her out to have the bathroom door closed when nobody was in there. So it became habit to always make sure it was left open before falling asleep at night. Shaking herself out of the memories she squared her shoulders and continued to the bathroom. Slowly grabbing the handle she started to turn it. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest and hear the blood rushing through her veins. With a quick push she slammed the door open and flipped the light on and looked around..it was Empty. Slowly relaxing she turned off the light and turned away to go back to bed when suddenly she was shoved from behind.

Letting out a yelp of surprised she stumbled and fell to the floor. Her wand rolling towards the hotel room door. She felt arms wrap around her from behind and roll her over onto her back. Looking up she came face to face with an angry Ron Weasley.

"Get the bloody hell off me Ronald!" She started struggling and kicking her legs in hopes to dislodge him so she could disapparate. But that only seemed to anger him more. Pining her arms over her head he slapped her in the face. Hard enough to see stars. Blinking her eyes rapidly to clear her vision she continued to thrash and kick.

"You think you can hang all over those American blokes and think that I wouldn't mind?! .MINE. You will be with me! Nobody else!" Screaming in her face he began to try and remove her pajama pants. She was now starting to get scared. She needed her wand, but it was across the room. Searching her mind for a way to help she finally came up with it. closing her eyes she started to gather all her magic into her. She would have enough to blast Ron and then be able to apparate to Bobby's.

Ron thinking she was finally surrendering let go of her arms and started kissing her neck. Quickly snapping her eyes open she pushed all of her magic energy out of her body like a giant shock wave.

Ron was thrown across the room, slamming into the wall before hitting the floor knocked out cold. All the lights and electronics in the room blew, the windows and mirrors shattered. causing shards of glass to cut into her face and arms. Paintings and doors were thrown off walls and hinges and the ceiling panels started to fall around her. Shakily she pulled herself to her feet and had to pause to stop the dizziness.

Walking across the room in a daze, she picked up her wand and as fast as she could she walked around the room packing all her stuff. Not caring that her feet were being cut by all the glass on the floor. She was too tired, and in shock from what Ron tried to do to worry about them at the moment. Putting the beaded bag over her shoulder, she didn't bother glancing at Ron's unmoving form and turned on her heel and disapperated.

Landing in the now familiar salvage yard she slowly made her way to the house. She became more light headed by the minute but forced herself to stay awake. At least until she reached the boys. She reached the Impala when her energy finally gave out and she fell to ground. Laying on her back she stared up at the stars and almost gave into the darkness that surrounded her.

Get up Hermione! You're almost there! Don't give up now. Her mind chanted.

Steeling herself she rolled over and started to army crawl to Dean's car. Luckily for her the windows were left down so she pulled herself up and leaned into the open window. She reached out her hand and jammed it down on the horn for as long as she could before the darkness finally consumed her and her legs gave way. The last thing she remembered was Falling into a heap on the ground next to the car.

-With the Boys—

Dean's eyes snapped open when he heard a horn blaring from the front yard. Shooting up into a sitting position he Glanced at Sam but noticed that only he had been awoken. When the horn suddenly stopped he quickly grabbed his shotgun and made his way outside.

Looking at the impala he noticed dust from the ground settling. Almost like someone had run away really fast or disappeared like Cas or a demon. With that last thought his guard automatically went up and he started to walk to the other side of the car. When he was close enough he rounded the car quickly with the shotgun pointing towards whoever was on the otherside.

What he saw made him freeze in shock and almost made him drop his gun. Laying on the ground was Hermione. She was wearing a tank top and sweatpants,her arms and face were bleeding, and she wasn't wearing shoes.

"Hermione!" He yelled before rushing to her side and kneeling beside her to check her pulse. He inwardly breathed a sigh of relief when he found one, though it was very weak. She needed help quickly. Grabbing his gun and her beaded bag he quickly scooped her up and and started running into the house.

Kicking open the door with his feet he dropped the gun and her bag on the floor "SAMMY! Wake up!" Gently laying Hermione on the first clear surface he could find –which happened to be the kitchen table- He went about checking her injuries. "Dammit Sam! Wake up!" He screamed at the top of his lungs.

Sam shot up from his cot at the sound of Dean's frantic voice. Standing quickly he ran into the kitchen and automatically froze at the scene before him. Dean was checking the pulse of someone who was lying on the table. When he realized the person on the table was Hermione he quickly came out of his shock and ran to dean's side. "Dean what the hell happened?"

"I don't know. I woke up to the sound of a car horn going off so I went to investigate. I found her unconscious on the ground next to it. My best guess is she couldn't make it to the house so she did the only thing she could think of to wake us for help." He surmised. He kept checking her pulse. She still had one but it was very weak. She needed help.

"Sam go wake Bobby. now!" He didn't watch as Sam sprinted out of the kitchen. He began tapping on Hermione's cheeks to try and rouse her but it didn't seem to be working. "CAS! Get down here we need your help!" Dean continued to look her over and noticed that an ugly bruise was starting to form on her face. She also had cuts and glass in her feet. "Cas! Get your ass down here now!"

Suddenly Bobby and Sam were crashing back into the room. Bobby ran over to Hermione and began checking her over. "Somebody call that damn angel and get him here now." He demanded gruffly. Dean could tell that he was trying to keep his emotions hidden from them but was close to failing.

"I already tried Bobby, he's not answering. She needs a hospital. Now." They hesitated for a second more before they burst into action. Sam quickly scooped her up into his arms while Dean grabbed the keys and Bobby grabbed her beaded bag. They all ran out of the house.

Sam gently laid Hermione in the backseat, climbing in after her and resting her head on his lap. Bobby and Dean climbed into the front with Dean peeling down the driveway to the main road that would take them into town. Drifting onto the highway, Dean pressed his foot down even more on the accelerator and sped into the night. He could hear Sam in the back seat whispering to Hermione trying to wake her up.

"Dean you need to hurry, her pulse is getting weaker." Sam urged desperately. Cursing under his breath he pressed down more and went even faster. Minutes later the hospital came into view and he quickly swung the car into a parking space. Jumping out he grabbed Hermione from Sam and ran into the emergency entrance. Sam and Bobby hurrying in after him.

"Help! We need some help for my friend over here!" He bellowed. Nurses were suddenly rushing towards him with a gurney and took Hermione from him laying her on it. They started yelling out orders. Some of which Dean couldn't even understand. He followed them while they rushed her down the long hallway. When they reached a door he tried to follow them but a nurse pushed him back.

"I'm sorry sir, but you're going to have to stay here."

"The hell we are! We're going with her!" He tried to push past her but was once again pushed back. He was about to lay into her when he felt a hand grab his arm and shove him into a chair.

"Sit down you Idjit! You can't go in there." Bobby scolded him. "They'll do everything they can for her, but it won't help with you hovering and getting in the way." Dean was about to protest when he saw the look in Bobby's eyes. He looked upset and anxious. He knew Bobby probably felt a hundred times worse than he did, but something in him was screaming at him to stay with Hermione, to protect her. It took everything in him to Nod his head and not rush off to find her. Soon the boys were settling into chairs for the long wait until they heard about Hermione.

It felt like hours before a doctor finally came out to talk to them.

"Hermione Singer's family?" As one they all stood up. For a split second Dean wondered why Bobby had put down Singer instead of Granger, but decided that, that wasn't important at the moment.

"Is she all right?" Bobby demanded. When the doctor nodded they all felt major relief.

"Yes she's fine. However there are a few things to discuss." They all tensed once more. "We were able to raise her pulse to a normal rate, we also removed all the glass shards from her feet and arms. She has some bruising on her face, from what appears to be from a fist." At this the boys felt their anger spike. "She also had some scratches and bruising on the top of her hips and thighs which appear to be from someone's finger nails. I'm sorry to say She's also in a coma." That caused all the men to freeze.

"What do you mean she's in a coma?! Is she going to wake up?" Dean asked. The thought of her in a coma made his chest hurt. He didn't know what it was, but ever since Hermione came around he has felt this pull towards her. He needed her to be alright.

"She's in a coma from a mix of both exhaustion and oxygen deprivation. When her heart slowed it caused a sudden cutoff of blood flow and oxygen to the brain called Hypoxia or Anoxia. Now usually this only happens in people who suffer from cardiac arrest but it seemed to happen to Miss Singer none the less. She will wake up when her body is ready to. She will be moved into a room in about an hour and then you can see her." With that the doctor walked away leaving three shocked men in the waiting room.

"What the hell happened to her?! She was perfectly fine when we left her." Bobby ranted. Dean watched as he started to pace back and forth becoming more and more agitated with every pass.

"I don't know Bobby. Do you think it was demons?" Sam said finally breaking his silence.

"No way, if it was a demon they would've already possessed her or killed her. There's no way she would've gotten away." Dean replied while he sat back down. "What do you think Bobby?"

"What do I think? You wanna know what I think? I think I'm going to kick that angels ass the next time he shows up! How the hell could he not show up when you called him? Where the hell is he?" By the end Bobby was practically shouting at them. Sam stood up and put his hands on his shoulders to calm him down.

"Calm down Bobby, we'll figure that out when Hermione is better. For now we need to figure out who attacked her." He soothed. Dean watched Bobby take a deep breath and then nod to Sam. They could always count on Sam to be the voice of reason when shit hit the fan.

"My guess would be those bastards she used to call friends. It's too much of a coincidence that she was attacked twice in the same day. Like Dean said, if it was a demon she would've been worse than she is." They nodded along with Bobby's assessment. They could see the Weasley's attacking her again. Especially with how the howler ended earlier.

"Do you think we should call Remus and Sirius? They would want to know what is going on. Plus they could help us figure out who it was that attacked her."

"You're right Sammy. They're her family they should know, and two more heads will speed up the researching." Dean quickly pulled out his phone and scrolled through the numbers until he found the one that Remus had given them in case of emergencies.

"Hello?" A sleepy feminine voice asked.

"Uh.. is Remus Lupin there?" Hopefully he had the right number.

"Can I ask who's calling?" The voice asked suspiciously.

"Dean Winchester."

He could hear the woman speaking to someone else and then the scratchy sound of the phone being passed to someone else. This time a more masculine voice spoke to him.

"Dean? This is Remus. What's going on? Is Mia alright?" He asked frantically. Dean could hear more voices talking in the background and assumed he was on speaker phone.

"Hermione's in the hospital. Someone attacked her. We don't know who it was, but I found her passed out outside by my car."

"What's the address." Dean was startled by how cold and different his voice suddenly was. He wondered if it was Remus' werewolf side that he was speaking to now. He quickly told them the address. "We'll be be there in 5 minutes." Then the line went dead. Dean slowly closed his phone and put it back into his pocket. Turning to the other two with wide eyes he told them that they would be here soon.

Five minutes later a group of people came storming through the emergency entrance. He recognized Remus and Sirius, but the other four people were unknown to him. He thought he remembered seeing them in Hermione's memories but he couldn't put their names to the faces. Two of the men were identical red headed twins. The other man had platinum blond hair, while the only woman had bright red hair. They all looked pissed and he was glad it wasn't pointed at him.

"Dean, Sam, Bobby! What's going on?" Remus asked when they finally reached them.

"What the hell happened to Mione?" The blond haired man demanded. He was clenching his fists and surveying the room as if looking for someone to punch. Dean hoped it wouldn't be him. Remus glared at blondie which made him flinch and look away.

"How about some introduction first? You guys already know myself and Sirius. The blond guy is Draco Malfoy, the twins are Fred and George. Don't bother trying to tell them apart they'll just keep switching. The woman is Nymphadora Tonks, but you can just call her Tonks." They all nodded when their names were called. " guys these are Sam and Dean Winchester, and Bobby Singer." He introduced. They nodded their heads back in greeting.

"Great the introductions are done, now can you tell us-

"-what happened to Mione, and why she-

"Is in the hospital." The twins said. Dean was momentarily amazed at their easy way of finishing each other's sentences but brushed that thought off for now. Sam took that as his cue to start filling them in on what they knew so far.

"We don't know what happened. She was fine a few hours ago when we dropped her off back at the hotel. Dean woke up by the sound of the horn of his car being pressed so he went to investigate and found Hermione unconscious on the ground next to it. We're guessing that she didn't have enough energy to make it into the house, so she pressed the horn to alert us that she was outside." Dean picked up from there for him.

"Her pulse was weak, so we rushed her here. She has bruising on her face from what the doctor thinks is a fist, along with cuts on her arms and feet from glass. Also…" Dean paused a moment to brace himself for their reaction. "Also they found bruising and scratches on her hips and thighs. Finger shaped bruises. Right Now she's in a coma and they aren't sure when she'll wake up. They said she'll wake up when she's ready." It was silent for all about ten seconds before they all started shouting at once. Dean was trying to concentrate on what everyone was saying when a sharp whistle made everyone pause.

"Everyone shut up! Talk one at a damn time so we can understand you." Bobby shouted. The group looked properly chastised and sheepishly started asking questions again.

"Can you tell me what hotel she was staying at? Tonks and I are Aurors, kind of like muggle police, we can go see if there's anything there that will help us figure out who the attacker was." Draco said calmly. Inside he was panicking and beyond pissed off. It better not have been the Weasles or Potty. He thought bitterly. Sam quickly told them the room number and address and watched in awe as they glanced around before turning and disappearing with a faint POP.

Before anyone could say anymore a nurse told them that they could see Hermione now.

Walking swiftly down the hall they all crammed into Hermione's room. Dean heard Tonks gasp at the sight of her. She looked so small and pale laying in the hospital bed. Bobby and Remus rushed forward and each grabbed one of her hands. Glancing at each other Dean watched as they both nodded in understanding to each other. They would each protect her.

Dean walked further into the room and softly laid his hand on Hermione's leg. He kept his face calm but inside he was freaking out. He felt like someone was pulling on his heart and soul. He's never felt like this before in his life. He was also beyond pissed off, and not just at whoever did this. He was pissed at Castiel for not answering his calls for help. Hermione could've died and he wouldn't have even answered. If her attacker did turn out to be those asshats again he was going to pump them all full of lead. Nobody attacked Hermione and lived. Freezing at that thought for a moment, what the hell is happening to him? Why did he feel this way?

Soon they all were sitting around the room waiting for news from Tonks and Draco. They arrived twenty minutes later and everyone quickly asked they what they found.

"The room looks like a tornado went through it. All the lights and electronics were blown out, the windows and mirrors were all shattered, paintings and doors were ripped off the walls, and there was a huge dent in one of the walls from whom I'm guessing was her attacker as well as a small puddle of blood on the floor beneath it. Also the ceiling panels were falling down." Tonks told them. They all looked to be In shock before Remus and Sirius looked at each other in contemplation.

"What? What's with the looks?" Dean asked them when they just continued to stare at each other. It was almost like they were talking telepathically. With all the new stuff he was learning it wouldn't really surprise him if they were.

"Sounds to me like a magical surge." Remus said with Sirius nodding his head in agreement. Dean, Bobby and Sam watched in confusion as a look of understanding flashed across all the magical people's faces. But they were starting to get annoyed when they weren't elaborating.

"That's nice, wanna fill in the non-magical people in the room before we start kicking ass?" Dean snapped. He felt a hand rest on his shoulder and knew it was Sam, but didn't care. He was getting pissed. Shaking off Sam's hand he moved across the room to stand closer to Hermione. He needed her presence to calm him down. He saw Remus looking at him curiously but ignored it.

"Right, sorry about that mates. We're not used to hanging around muggles." Fred said to them or was it George. They didn't know. "A magical surge is kind of like a defense mechanism. Say a witch or wizard lost their wand but was being attacked and about to be killed. They could pull all their magic to themselves and then push it out creating something like a sonic wave. Gets rid of the attacker while also destroying anything in its path." He concluded. Draco started nodding in agreement.

"Yeah, and not many magical people have been able to achieve it. It's ridiculously rare that one can pull it off. Leave it to Hermione to be one of the few. Always a know-it-all." He said fondly.

Dean, Sam, and Bobby felt pride swell up in themselves for Hermione. Especially Dean. That was his girl. She didn't go down without a fight. Yes he knows he called her his girl, he'll think more on that later.

"That would explain why she's in this so called coma, my guess is she'll be awake in two days good as new. Her magical core just needs to recharge." Sirius added. They all felt relieved hearing that and settled down to wait out the oncoming days until she would awaken.

-2 days later—

They were all once again crowded into Hermione's room. Sirius estimated that she should be waking up sometime today so they were all eager to be there when she woke up. Dean was sitting on one side of the bed holding her hand, while Bobby and Sam were talking to Sirius, Remus, and Tonks about wizarding history and magic on the other side. Draco, Fred, and George were playing a game called exploding snaps in the corner. It was one of his new favorite games even if it did singe off part of his eyebrows.

He was surprised with how easily he got along with all of them. He thought he'd be weary to be around so many people with magic, but he was surprisingly calm around them. He figured it had something to do with being around Hermione the last couple days. If they were her family then they must be good people. So he was going to give them a chance for her sake. He especially got along with Fred and George, they were hilarious. They had been telling him about their joke shop and promised to take them all there someday so they could see it in person.

Dean was soon pulled out of his thoughts by a gentle squeeze of his hand. Looking towards Hermione he didn't see any difference with her, so he went back to staring into space when he felt it again. Only this time it was much stronger. He looked up at Hermione face once again and noticed her brown milk chocolate eyes staring right back at him. He was momentarily frozen while looking into her eyes. He felt that pull in his chest once again only this time it didn't hurt. It felt like it was urging him to get closer. He was about to move towards her when Tonk's voice broke their staring contest.

"Mione! You're finally awake!" She shouted excited. Everyone quickly crowded her, but Dean didn't let go of her hand.

He leaned down to hear what she was saying when he noticed her lips moving but no one could hear her. "Water. Please." He watched as Draco hurriedly grabbed the pitcher off the counter and used his wand to fill it with water. Grabbing it from him with a nod of thanks he held it to Hermione's mouth so she could drink. After drinking a few mouthfuls she cleared her throat.

"Thank you. How long have I been here?" She asked in a louder voice. He was gonna answer when Bobby beat him to it. He tried not to be annoyed at that, but couldn't help it. He wanted to talk to her. Childish of him? yes. Did he care? Nope.

"You've been out for two whole days. You wanna tell us what in the hell happened?" Bobby looked so serious when talking to her, but Dean could see the relief and happiness he felt now that she was awake in his eyes.

She mumbled something under her breath but Dean wasn't having any of that.

"You wanna speak up sweetheart? People in the back can't hear you." Winking at her when she scowled at him for calling her sweetheart he couldn't help but be amused. She's a real spitfire.

Huffing she crossed her arms and and glared at the magical people in the room. He was sure glad that her glare wasn't directed at him, though if he was being honest with himself it was definitely sexy on her.

"Ron Weasley is what in the hell happened." She spat at them, And just like that everyone was back to screaming.

A/N There ya have it another chapter down! I was originally planning to have Castiel in this chapter so he could scare Molly and Harry, but I wanted a chapter basically in the Boys POV. Mainly dean's. Just to get a feel of his feelings and character a little more. Don't worry though now Castiel has another person to add to his smiting list ;-) I hope you guys liked it. Let me know :-)