SuperPotter 2

Chapter 1 In my time of dying

The demon-possessing-truck-driver steps out of his truck and walks over towards the wrecked Impala. Dean and Hermione are both unconscious in each other arm. John was also unconscious in the front seat, next to him was Sam, barely awake. The demon pulls the driver's side door off its hinges. When he opens it, Sam points the Colt at him.

'Back. Or I'll kill you, I swear to god,'

'You won't. You're saving that bullet for someone else,' Sam cocks the gun.

'You wanna bet?' The demon smiles, black demon-ichor pours out of the man, who then collapses. Sam uncocks the guns, drops his head back in relief.

'Oh my god!' The trucker yells when he gets back up and looks at the crash.

'Dad?'

'Did I do this?'

'Dad! Dean? Hermione? Dean!!'

A rescue helicopter descends on the crass site, and all four of them are being loaded onto stretchers. John, Dean and Hermione are still unconscious, while Sam is awake.

'Significant passengers side intrusion. Unresponsive. BP is 180 over 60, heartrate 95, 95,' One of the paramedics tells another paramedic.

'Tell me if they're okay!' Sam shouts.

'You have to stay still!' A paramedic woman tells him.

'Are they even alive?'

Fresh air enters her longs as Hermione wakes up. She looks around herself. She was laying in a white room under some blue covers, there where needles inside of her and a monitor next to her. Hermione looks down herself she was wearing a white t-shirt with blue hospital pants, around her wrist she had a hospital bracelet. Hermione sits up but feels a sharp pain in her left ankle.

'Hello?' Hermione asks with a hoarse throat. She moves towards the bedside table but there is no water beside her neither was her wand or her bag. The monitor next to her starts to beat faster, a nurse runs into her room.

'You're awake,' She smiles at Hermione. 'I'm gonna get the doctor,' Hermione didn't want the doctor Hermione wanted her wand, Sam or Dean. Sam and Dean where were they are they okay. Her heartbeat on the monitor got higher. A doctor enters the room with someone behind him.

'How are you feeling?' He asks.

'Where are my friends?' Hermione asks. She now sees the man behind it was Sam. 'Sam!' Hermione shouts relieved, her heartbeat starts to get lower. Sam moves towards Hermione and pulls her into a tight hug.

'I thought I lost you,' He mutters into her ear.

'You won't get rid of me that easy,' Sam smiles sadly. The doctor clears his throat. Hermione moves her attention back to the doctor. 'My ankle still hurts, and sometimes when I breath it hurts,'

'Right where gonna run some tests and you should be fine,' Hermione nods, the doctor leaves the room. Hermione looks at Sam.

'How are the others?'

'You're the first to wake up,'

'How?'

'What?'

'How do I only have my ankle and my ribs I was sitting at the side the truck hit us, why am I not in a coma or dead?' Sam bits his lip.

'Apparently Dean has some reflexes, he pulled you away and protected you,' Hermione is surprised.

'How is he?'

'Not good,'

Dean sits up, he looks around and gets out of bed. He is wearing a white t-shirt with blue hospital pants. He gets out of his room into the hallway.