Holy! I have to admit this chapter kind of took on a life of its own and so its way longer than I planned and way longer than the others. Enjoy!

Before Dean even managed to register what was happening he felt Hermione shove him behind the dumpster as cover from the barrage of spells that were suddenly coming their way.

Dean watched Hermione draw her wand and begin to fight back against what seemed like unbelievable odds, at least to him. He was in awe of the way she managed to almost dance around the jets of light being fired at her. She looked like a true seasoned warrior and he realised he didn't have to worry about her.

Hermione shouted a "Protego" and he watched a few spells ricochet off the invisible shield.

Hermione suddenly dove in behind the dumpster beside him and began firing off spells to attack rather than defend. At least behind the cover of the dumpster she didn't have to be purely defense oriented.

He peeked around the corner and began to take aim with the gun he had brought with him. The death eaters clearly hadn't been expecting any muggle weapons as he managed to get one good shot at the woman before the rest realised what was happening.

Hermione leaned around the other side of the dumpster yelling out words like Confringo! Expelliarmus! Expulso! And Stupefy! Before ducking back behind the dumpster while the death eaters took their shots.

Hermione and Dean were beginning to worry that the dumpster they had taken cover behind would last much longer, not to mention how exhausted they were.

After what felt like hours, the death eaters must have figured out they weren't going to win this one, the jets of light stopped coming and Dean once again peeked out from around the dumpster. With a couple loud cracks two of them disappeared, Dean was getting really tired of the advantage this this magic bullshit gave them.

Dean stood and walked out from behind his hiding spot and surveyed the alley. Hermione's barrage of spells had done some damage, there was debris all over the alley as well as scorch marks, it looked like hardly anything in that alley had escaped unharmed.

The dumpster they had been hiding behind was a shell of what it was, it had been hit with so many spells and lit on fire, Dean guessed Hermione must have put some sort of protection around it otherwise it probably wouldn't have lasted as long as it had.

Dean saw two of the cloaked guys tied up together stunned and a woman who had been hit with some flying debris from Hermione's Expulso spell was lying unconscious not far away. Dean noticed the shot he had fired had hit her in the leg and he felt a sense of satisfaction that at least he hadn't been entirely useless.

Hermione quickly fired an "Incarceous!" in the unconscious woman's direction and she was quickly tied up in ropes as well. It hadn't been all that long of a fight but Dean and Hermione were both exhausted.

Breathing heavily Hermione turned to Dean and told him to bring the Impala around from the front. Dean was unsure about leaving her with three death eaters but they didn't really have much other choice. He ran out from the alley to get his car from the front of the bar.

Once he got the car to where Hermione was waiting she levitated the three people into the impala, getting in and telling Dean to go to her house. Hermione keeping an eye on their three captured death eaters while Dean tried to figure out what they could do about Sam.

Once at her house, Hermione made sure the three death eaters wouldn't be able to escape and went to her fireplace. She called Harry and told him to 'get over here now! And bring another auror with you!"

Harry, worried after receiving that kind of a message from Hermione, rushed through the fireplace with the first auror he could find, who just happened to be a short tempered red head that had been at his house for a visit.

"Mione! What happened?" Harry asked as soon as he saw her. Ron stepping out of the fireplace behind him looking annoyed at being pulled away from food. It was five hours ahead in England it had been right in the middle of breakfast that Hermione had pulled them away.

"Dean and I were at the bar in town when I saw Rowle's face in the crowd. We went out back and were attacked, I managed to capture three of them. Thought you might wanna take them back to England." She said exhaustedly.

The four of them gathered around the unconscious death eaters, Ron shooting murderous looks at Dean, while Hermione gave dirty looks to Harry for bringing Ron of all people to her new home.

"So... Who did you get?" Ron asked in an attempt to ignore his jealousy at seeing Dean in Hermione's home.

"Rowle, Alecto Carrow, and Amycus Carrow." Hermione stated. "Rodolphus and Dolohov were there but they got away, and I'm fairly certain they have Sam, Dean's brother, under the Imperius."

"Shit…" Dean heard Harry mutter. He began levitating the three unconscious figures over to the fireplace sending them, along with a note, to the ministry to be dealt with.

"Did you get hurt?" Harry asked. He grabbed her arms and turned her in circles inspecting her. Frowning when he saw the gash on her arm.

"Harry I'm fine, but I have a feeling Ron and Dean may not be pretty soon if we don't intervene." She said gesturing to the two men having what seemed to be an epic battle of dirty looks.

Ron was turning a lovely shade of purple while Dean just gave him disgusted looks from his place on Hermione's couch.

"Ron, Dean! Stop it!" Hermione finally had enough of the glares.

"So, is this your boyfriend? Why you refused to come home and be with me? Decided to stay in this place and play muggle with him?" Ron asked angrily, gesturing at Dean and her home wildly.

"Who Dean is is none of your bloody business! You stopped talking to me, alright! I left and you couldn't handle it. You don't get to walk back in to my home and demand answers." She snapped.

Ron just scoffed, and muttered to himself as he turned and walked to the fireplace, going to the ministry to deal with the newly recaptured escapees.

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief when he had given up so easily.

"Can we get back to the whole Sam is a walking talking puppet thing now?" Dean demanded. "What the hell is happening to him?"

"He's under the Imperius curse, its mind control." Hermione said.

"If you guys can get to the wizard that put him under it, you can break it." Harry told Dean.

"Great, let's go get those freaky fuckers." Dean said heading for the door.

"Dean! Wait!" Hermione yelled at him

"Why? Those psycho freaks have Sam!"

"I know you want to get Sam back but we can't go in half cocked! We'll just end up with all three of us dead." She tried to reason with him.

"Dean… She's right, believe me. You wouldn't believe the amount of times she tried to tell me the same, and I wish I had listened." Harry told him.

Dean rubbed a hand over his face and sat back down, "Fine! Then what do we do now?"

Logically, he knew it wasn't Hermione's fault but he couldn't help but blame witches for his brother being with the enemy. He had never felt so out of his depth and helpless.

"You guys stay here, Hermione has some powerful wards around this place to keep you guys safe. I'm going to go back to the ministry. See if we can get some information from those three about where they were staying, where Sam might be. As soon as we get anything I'll be back." Harry told them.

"So I'm supposed to just sit around and what? Twiddle my thumbs while they do god knows what to my brother?!" Dean exploded.

"I'm sorry Dean, it's the only option right now." Harry told him "If it comes down to it, I'm telling Hermione to Stupefy you or whatever she has to do to keep you here. We don't want any more deaths around here."

Harry went to the fireplace and gave Hermione a hug before heading to the Ministry.

Hermione grabbed some potions from her storage, she had been hit on her arm with some sort of jinx she needed to heal. She then headed to Dean to make sure he didn't have any injuries he hadn't mentioned.

"Are you hurt?" She asked him quietly, unsure of what to expect from him at the moment.

"No." he gruffly replied walking away from her.

She knew he was probably blaming her for magic and her brother, but she also hoped he would get over it. She had thought they were actually starting to develop something great, she knew she really liked him and the fact that she didn't have to hide who she was.

Hermione just turned and went to her room to change. She had a feeling it might be a while before Harry was back with any information and Dean was clearly in no mood to talk to her.

Hermione walked back into the sitting room and threw some bedding at Dean, telling him he could sleep on the couch if he wanted before turning and locking herself into her room.

She cast a Caterwauling Charm so that she would hear if Dean tried to go anywhere, as well as a Colloportus on the doors of the house to prevent anyone from going in or out, wouldn't do to have another missing Winchester.

Dean's mind was running crazy, he couldn't help but let his thoughts wander to the fact that magic was the reason they were in this mess.

The longer he sat there the angrier he got, with himself, with Hermione, with everything.

He knew Hermione had likely done some sort of magical mumbo jumbo to make sure he didn't leave without telling her so he finally relented and laid down on her couch.

He let his thoughts wander to the way their night had begun, if he was honest with himself that was as close to a date as he was likely to get. They had spent hours sitting and talking, laughing, having fun. That wasn't something Dean did with a girl very often, and each time he had kissed her he couldn't even explain the feeling he got.

Hermione was someone he could've seen himself actually being with, she wasn't the typical girl he would pick up in the bars but that was a good thing. Dean knew he did feel something for her, but he was having a hard time getting past the magic aspect and now Sam was in trouble thanks to her.

Dean was so tempted to go knock on her bedroom door and apologize for being such a dick to her, but instead he stayed where he was. It wasn't long before the exhaustion from all the excitement of the day got to him and he passed out.

It felt like mere seconds since he had fallen asleep but he knew in reality it had been longer when the fireplace in Hermione's house turned green and flared up. Looking bedraggled and stressed out, Harry walked into the house which was suddenly filled with a high pitched shrieking noise.

"What the fuck!" Dean shouted sitting bolt upright, slamming his hands over his ears.

Hermione came running into the room and once she realised it had been Harry and not Dean that set off the shrieking noise, she removed the charm from the house.

"Harry? What did you find out?" she demanded.

"Rowle finally broke, he told us the location they've been holed up in for the last couple days."

Dean was up off the couch, gun in hand, in seconds.

"Where? Where is my brother?"

"It's an abandoned building just outside of town, apparently it used to be an old factory of some sort. Hermione, do you know of it?"

"Yes, of course."

"Great, let's get a move on then." Dean said heading for the door.

"Dean, wait! I know you don't like me much right now but I need you to take my hand and trust me." Hermione said holding her hand out to him.

Dean on his part just looked at her confused and angry.

"Look, we can waste time by driving across town to get there or you can trust me, take my hand, and we'll be there in seconds." She told him.

"Fine! Let's just do this already." Dean said, not overly enthusiastic about relying on magic again but willing to do anything to get his brother back.

Dolohov and Lestrange had popped back to the abandoned building with Sam in tow. They had hoped by showing Granger and the other guy that Sam was under their control it would throw them off just enough to make it an easier battle.

"Well that was a bloody disaster!" Dolohov yelled. "Why didn't we take into account that its Hermione bloody Granger and a hunter?! The others are probably thrown back in Azkaban already."

Sam, after watching the fight between his brother and the death eaters, was finally starting to feel the fog in his brain lift just a little, he could almost form a complete thought on his own without it being stamped out by Lestrange.

There was another voice, a third one, which seemed just as angry as Sam that someone had been able to take control of his mind. Sam didn't know where that voice was coming from but he got an uneasy feeling from it.

"We've got to catch Granger off guard, that's the only way we'll ever get her." Dolohov said, mainly to himself.

Dolohov turned and grabbed Sam, once again demanded him to share every detail he knew about Hermione. Sam felt a smidgeon of pride in the fact that even though he did tell them a lot he managed to hold a few things back, it was progress.

Dolohov and Lestrange were ignoring him and planning out their next move when Sam was convinced he had heard some sort noise outside the building, almost like Dean yelling. That was the first noise he'd heard around this building the entire time he'd been here.

"Holy mother of shit! What the fuck was that!?" Dean said falling to his hands and knees in a field. He felt like he was about to puke his guts out.

"Apparition. It's a way of magically travelling instantly. And be quiet, they might hear us!" Hermione informed him in a whisper.

Hermione and Harry were both standing above him, wands out, waiting for him to get his bearings before forming a plan.

"They don't expect anyone to know about this place so it shouldn't be too hard to catch them off guard." Harry said scouting out the area from where they stood.

"Dean, you and Harry can go to the other side of the building. There's a bunch of windows, find a way in. I'll send up red sparks when I'm in position on this side, you do the same, then we can silently make our way inside before attacking them from both directions." Hermione told them before silently walking to her side of the building not giving them a chance to respond.

As soon as she got to what she deemed the best entrance into the building she put up an anti-apparition ward to keep them from escaping, and silently hoped Dean and Harry would be okay together.

She sent up her signal of red sparks and waited until she saw the boys' signal in return before sneaking into the building.

Hermione took a moment to look around and adjust to the dim lighting before moving into position. She saw Sam kneeling on the ground, while Dolohov and Lestrange stood not far away plotting another way to get to Hermione.

Harry and Dean she could see were on the other side of the building, she waved at them. It was time to take the death eaters by surprise.

From where they had been waiting, Dean and Harry saw Hermione's signal and began to advance.

They watched as Hermione got close to the men, right behind where Sam was still kneeling and they made their way up to the other side of the Death Eaters.

The two men were almost there and had remained unnoticed until Dean, who had been busy trying to watch Sam and make sure he wasn't hurt, knocked over a bit of old debris causing a loud clattering noise to ring out through the building.

Instantly, the two death eaters were up with wands out.

"Granger? Is that you? Come to finish what was started?" Dolohov yelled out crouched low and circling "I'd love to finish what I started in the Ministry with you."

Suddenly he whirled around and sent a stunner in Harry and Dean's direction catching Dean in the shoulder with it. Dean went down, ending up leaning against a crate in such a way that he could only see half of what was going on.

"Potter! What a fantastic surprise!" Lestrange said advancing at them, "You should've died years ago, I'd love to be the one to finally finish the job."

Harry dove out of the way as two jets of green light came his way, he was aware that Hermione was taking advantage of the distraction to sneak up behind the men. Hopefully, he would be able to occupy them long enough for her to do whatever she had planned.

Hermione was standing behind the men wand ready when Dolohov suddenly whirled around and caught her with a Crucio. She went down in a heap and couldn't help the scream that came from her throat. She hadn't experienced this feeling since that night in Malfoy Manor, she couldn't help the spasms her body went through or the agonizing screams tearing at her throat.

Sam and Dean were both cringing at the sheer amount of pain that Hermione's scream told them she was in. Dean may have been mad at her but he still didn't want her to be hurt.

Dean watched and tried in vain to get his gun, wanting nothing more than to shoot the man doing this.

Sam sat still kneeling battling against the control Lestrange had on him, he knew he was close to breaking it but he wasn't there yet. The third voice was cheering him on in its sleazy oily voice, but Sam got such a bad feeling from it he wasn't sure if it should be trusted.

He hated himself for just sitting there while Hermione cried out in pain and Dean sat there under a spell, motionless, a target.

Finally, he noticed he was able to move under his own control, his brain suddenly felt the fog lift and he fell over from the sheer exhaustion of fighting off the wizard's control.

Dolohov finally released his Crucio to focus more on the spells flying all over the abandoned building.

The pain finally ended for Hermione, she grit her teeth as she rolled trying to get up and catch her breath. Every part of her body ached but she knew this wasn't the time to focus on her own pain, she needed to get the two death eaters.

Harry had begun firing his own spells at Dolohov and Lestrange, who were proving to be far more difficult than any two men had a right to be.

She finally got a hold of herself and managed to hit Lestrange with a Petrificus Totalus from her position on the ground when there was an opening, followed by a Stupefy for good measure.

Harry took advantage of Dolohov's momentary loss of focus to move forward and fire a few more curses in his direction.

Hermione finally got up and made her way over to Dean, with an "enervate!" he was able to move once again. He pushed himself towards where his gun had fallen and gripped it, aiming it at Lestrange.

"Dean no! Look at Sam, he's fine. Besides, Lestrange will likely be sentenced to a dementor's kiss and spend the rest of his days without a soul as a shell of a person in prison reliving the worst memories he has." Hermione pleaded.

Dean just growled and stood, making his way to where Sam was. He had to dodge a few stray curses from Harry and Dolohov who were still dueling not far away. He grabbed Sam's arms off the ground where he was laying and pulled him behind some cover to keep him safe.

"Dean, we have to help them." Sam said trying to watch the battle in front of him.

"No, just let them deal with their own. You've already been caught up in this enough and you're in no shape to be fighting right now."

"Dean… Are you serious?" Sam looked like he was ready to run right back into the middle of things.

Dean hated to admit it but he was way out of his depth here and knew he'd be better off just making sure the one guy they already had tied up didn't escape.

"We can't… we'd just be in the way more than anything else."

Sam sighed and sat down beside Dean, Dean was practically vibrating in anger while Sam was just too exhausted to do anything.

Hermione joined the duel against Dolohov and with two thirds of the golden trio against him it wasn't long before Dolohov fell. Harry hit him with an expelliarmus and Hermione added a stupefy and an incarcerous.

Breathless and tired from dueling, the duo levitated the remaining two death eaters together and added another layer of ropes around the two.

"You guys can come out now. It's over."