A shout from a voice she thought she might have once recognized sounded unnaturally loud in her ears. Moments later the connection with Mr. Akingbade was severed. Immense pain, even more than she'd already been experiencing, flooded Hermione's head. She fell backwards on the bed. Without the wizard inside her mind, she could hear the shouts and voices outside more clearly. They were under attack. That much seemed obvious. How did anyone know they were even there? One voice was raised higher than all of the others shouting orders. She couldn't focus on it long enough to identify it.