Hermione POV

     I am getting ready for Slughorn's Supper Party and do a final check on my hair, I then look at myself in the mirror and sigh, because (Y/n) has been spending more and more time with Amora and I can't shake the feeling that Amora is up to something. I go to the party with Harry and we start eating and conversing when I notice (Y/n) walking in with Amora, without his hammer, and the pair sit next to me.

Hermione: (Y/n)?

       He ignores me and continues talking with Amora, I look back at Harry who has the same confused look as me, I then notice Ginny walking into the room and I lean over to Harry and tell him.

Hermione: Her eyes are red, she's been crying. *Harry looks at me* She and Dean have been fighting again.

     Harry tried to be nice and stood up but then sits back down as Ginny does. I get asked by Professor Slughorn about my parents and I explain how my parents are dentists. Afterwards, I just continue to glance at (Y/n) and even try to take his hand in mine to get his attention and get nothing. I look at Amora and see a slight devilish smirk on her face, that put me even more on edge. I just bustled out and back to my dorm, and just let out a sharp sigh of annoyance.

Hermione: *to herself* Who does that woman think she is?

      A few days later and Ron's first Quidditch match as keeper arrives and he is so nervous about it and the pressure and slurs from the other students aren't helping.

Ron: After this match I'm done, I can't take the pressure.

Harry: Just try it. You'll be fine.

Ron: So how was it?

Hermione: How was what?

Ron: The dinner party.

Hermione: *sigh in annoyance* Pretty boring, actually. Though, I think Harry enjoyed dessert. Slughorn's having a Christmas party too, and we're meant to bring someone.

Ron: I'm sure you and (Y/n) will be the life of the party.

Hermione: I asked him, and he- *sniffles* he....

      I just get up and walk away from the table to an empty corridor and breath to try and calm down, maybe it's not as bad as I'm making things out to be. (Y/n) still loves me, right? I go to the Qudditch match and come to find Harry had falsely given Ron some Liquid Luck to boost his confidance. It almost seemed like the real thing was working because Ron played spectacularly and helped win the match. Afterwards, Gryffindor celebrated in the Common Room and Ron was kissed by a girl named Lavender, original I know. I looked around and saw (Y/n) walk out the doorway, so I decided to follow and confront him about his distancing. I follow until I hear voices, so I stop and listen.

Amora: *giggles* Well, well, Thunderer. My plan will go into action soon and you will finally belong to me, for eternity, Thor.

     Confused, I peek around the corner and Amora fondling (Y/n) as he just stands there like, a puppet? He responds in strained tone.

(Y/n): Y-Yes, Mistress. *strained grunt*

Amora: Trying to resist? Well, we don't want you getting out of control.

      She then lifts her hand to his head and uses some sort of magic on him and it seems to make him stop fighting. She then leans towards him and she kisses him on the lips, I was horrified when he kissed back. I kept quiet as I went to a abandoned staircase and start crying. I then feel a presence behind, I look and see Harry with a concerned look.

Hermione: Just practicing charm spells. *sniffles*

Harry: Well they're really good.

     Harry takes a seat next to me and I ask him.

Hermione: How does it feel, Harry, when you see Dean with Ginny? *sniffles*

Harry: Oh, um-

Hermione: I know, I see the way you look at her. You're my friend after all.

      Just then Amora and (Y/n) walk in and she plants a kiss on his cheek, then she sees Harry and I. I stand up with a disgusted look, and Amora tries to lead (Y/n) out but he somehow resists and asks.

(Y/n): What's with the charm?

Hermione:.... Oppungo.

(Y/n): What?

       The birds then fly up and divebomb (Y/n) and though they hit him, I knew he was unharmed. He stood there a little confused looking at my now distraught face. He then leaves and I sit back down on the step and start crying again. Harry then puts his hand on mine as I cry onto his shoulder and he says.

Harry: It feels just like that.

(Y/n) POV

     I am trapped in my own mind but I can still see what goes on in the world, so when Hermione used that charm against me I screamed but the words never came out.

(Y/n): *mind* Hermione, please that isn't me! HERMIONE!

      My body rejoined with Amora and she used her spell again to tighten the metaphorical chains on my mind.

Hermione POV

      The Christmas party is now a few days away and Harry still has yet to ask someone to go with him, he joined me in the library and I am still a mess after what happened that night.

Harry: Come on, Hermione. We both know (Y/n), and that was not him talking last night. You can't give up on your guys' relationship.

Hermione: *as I put books away* I didn't give up anything. (Y/n) did it all by himself. Anyways, it's you we need to worry about. You can't just take anyone to the party. See the girl a little ways behind me?

      Harry nods.

Hermione: That's Romilda Vane. Apparently, she's been trying to sneak you a love potion.

Harry: *eyes widen* Really?

Hermione: *snaps fingers* Hey! She's only interested in because she thinks you're the Chosen One.

Harry: But I am the Chosen One.

      I hit Harry on the head with a book.

Harry: Okay sorry. Kidding. I'll just ask someone I like. Someone cool. But listen, what happened that night-

Hermione: Harry just-

Harry: *sternly* Listen. *normal voice* That (Y/n) is not the same one you know and love, he may be cocky and arrogant at times, but he's not stupid. This whole liking Amora suddenly, doesn't sound like something he would do out of free will.

     Harry leaves and I want to be mad but what Harry said actually makes sense. (Y/n) wouldn't do anything like this because he cares so much aboout all of us. As I walk back to my dorm, I start to wonder what might be going on.

Hermione: Hmm, *slight gasp* that spell Amora used on (Y/n).

     I get back to my quarters and look through every single spell book I have and nothing resembles the spell Amora used on (Y/n). I close my last book and sigh in defeat.

Hermione: I'm sorry (Y/n). *sniffles* I don't know how to help you.

      Some tears fall down my face when I see the pile of scrolls from Thor and start to think.

Hermione: She couldn't be....

     I start looking through the scrolls with the help of the book I got from Frigga.

Timeskip 3 Days Later

       I am getting ready for the Christmas party and meet up with that idiot Cormac, but as soon as we arrive I sneak away from him and look around and find (Y/n) and Amora. Great, my plan isn't going to work with her around, I mingle and pretend to have fun, until Cormac tried to get me under the misteltoe, I was quick to escape and hide for a bit. A few seconds later and Harry finds me and asks what happened.

Hermione: I've just escaped actually. I left Cormac under the misteltoe.

Harry: You came with Cormac?

Hermione: I thought it would piss (Y/n) off and knock him back to his senses.

Harry: Any luck with that?

Hermione: No, but I have an idea, I just need to get (Y/n) away from Amora for a few minutes.

Harry: *gets an idea* Leave that to me.

      Confused, I watch Harry go out and talk with (Y/n) for a minute, I had to hide again as Cormac passed by and looked back out to see (Y/n) following Harry out of the party and into the hallway. I can't believe that worked, I follow to finally get my (Y/n) back.

3rd Person POV

       (Y/n) follows Harry for a solid minute into a empty corridor.

(Y/n): What's going on, Harry?

      Harry stops, turns and looks around and sees Hermione approaching.

Harry: You two have a lot to talk about. *to Hermione* I'll ensure some privacy.

      Hermione and (Y/n) stand in the corridor for several minutes before anyone said anything.

(Y/n): Hermione, I-

Hermione: Stop. It's my turn to talk. I think Amora is trying to trick you.

(Y/n): What? Amora may be good with magic but she couldn't hurt a fly.

Hermione: That's what she wants you to think. (Y/n), I know somewhere in your heart you know something is wrong. I am trying to help you. *sniffles* Please, I just want my best friend back.

(Y/n): *slight grunt* Hermione.

Hermione: Please, (Y/n), I know somewhere inside you'll always remember me. And I'll never forget you. I-

      Suddenly a evil, almost seductive chuckle is heard and Hermione whips around and sees Amora standing there.

Hermione: *grows angry* Whatever you've done monster, you release (Y/n) right now or-

Amora: Or what? You can't force (Y/n) to do what he doesn't want to. Isn't that right, lovely?

      Hermione looks back at (Y/n) and he is struggling with something in his head, Amora then casts a spell to get (Y/n) back under control.

Hermione: I know what you are, Asgardian witch.

Amora: Well, it seems you mortals are smarter than you look, if only slightly.

Hermione: You have revealed yourself you can't hide anymore, I will make sure of that.

Amora: Well, we can't allow that can we? I'll just have to kill you.

    Hermione takes a slight step back trying to mask her fear. Amora then chuckles and says.

Amora: But why should I have all the fun. After all, I can think of no better betrayal than you being killed by your former savior. *to (Y/n)* Kill her.

(Y/n): *strained speech* Y-yes, M-Mistress.

      Hermione looks at her friend with fear as he activates his lightning powers and raises a fist, but as Hermione trips and fall on her rear, (Y/n) stops and his lightning dies down.

Amora: What are you doing, quit screwing around and kill her!

      Hermione looks back at (Y/n) and sees he is trying to force himself to stop. She stands up and look into his eyes.

Hermione: Come on, (Y/n). You are no lackey to a pathetic witch. You are a hero, you're my hero. I love you.

(Y/n): *grunt* *strained speech* Hermione. *grunt*

Amora: No! Thor belongs to me! *tries spell again*

      The spell doesn't work and (Y/n) steps back while grabbing his head in agony. Suddenly, his lightning starts chraging up as well as thunder starting to rumble in the sky.

Amora: No!

(Y/n): No one.... controls.... *breaks free of spell* an Asgardian!

      (Y/n) then casts a bolt lightning and hits Amora, sending her crashing through the wall and (Y/n) finally drops to his knees in exhaustion. Hermione walks over to him and places a hand on his shoulder, (Y/n) puts his hand over hers and says.

(Y/n): I am so, so sorry. I tried to tell you that it wasn't me but-

Hermione: It's alright. I'm just glad to have you back.

     Hermione helps (Y/n) to his feet, once he's able to stand on his own he walks over to Amora as she pulls herself from the rubble, and her diguise has failed as well.

(Y/n): Amora, the Enchantress. I should've suspected your witchcraft was at play for those giants being here. Give me one good reason why I shouldn't smite you here and now.

Amora: I am trying to save you, you fool!

(Y/n): I do not want your help nor your affection, but if you wish to fight me, *calls Mjolnir to hand* I will oblige you.

Amora: I could hurt you, torture you. I could force you to stay with me. But if you love your precious Midgard so much, than you can stay and die with it.

      Amora uses a teleportation to disappear to gods know where. (Y/n) takes a breath and turns around and sees Hermione with tears running down her face. (Y/n) tried to approach her but she backed away, guess there are some things that still need healing. The Enchantress did turn (Y/n) against Hogwarts. Broken bones, destroyed buildings, these things are easily repaired. But broken friendships, broken trust, wounds such as these take much longer to heal.

(A/N): Whew, that was intense, I had the most trouble wruting this particular chapter because it's saddening to see a relationship like this be broken with just one action. Anyways, we made now it's just time to heal, I hope you enjoyed and have a great rest of your day. PEACE OUT!!!