Rating: T
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Hermione/Remus/Sirius
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em - not making any money off 'em. Dern it.
Word Count: 352

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30 Day OT3 Competition/Challenge: Day 29 - Courage

Pokemon Trading Card Collection Challenge: Klink - Bronze - (dialogue) "Do you know want to know what really grinds my gears?"


"Do you know want to know what really grinds my gears?" Hermione asked.

Remus and Sirius shared a look. It took all of their courage to face their girlfriend. "What?" Sirius hesitantly asked.

"I work so hard to get good grades, but there are people like Bellatrix Black that doesn't even look at a textbook, and she manages to get all O's and EE's. It's not fair!"

It was a common refrain from her this year. Ever since their seventh year started, Hermione had been going nuts over the upcoming N.E.W.T.s, and she tended to rant about people who didn't seem to be studying as hard as her.

Sirius grimaced. "Well, Bellatrix isn't someone you should bother yourself with. She could never match you in class, and you know that. If it makes you feel better, it drives her batty, that a Muggle-born bests her in every single class."

Hermione allowed a small smile to escape. "Well, that makes me feel a little better, but for someone who never studies, she shouldn't be able to do as well as she does. And she'll probably have no problem getting a job because she's a Pure-blood. Even with my grades, many won't even consider hiring a Muggle-born.

Remus nodded. Now he understood what this particular rant was about—the inequality of the treatment of Muggle-borns versus how Pure-bloods were treated. He held his arms open, and she crawled onto his lap, and allowed him to hold him.

"You're not the only that will have trouble finding a job. I'm registered as a werewolf, and almost no magical employer will want to hire me."

"Doesn't it bother you?" she whispered.

"Of course, but I can't let it get me down. If I did, I would think about nothing else."

Sirius wrapped his arm around Remus's shoulder, and thus, was holding Hermione as well. "Don't you two worry. I won't allow anything to happen to either of you."

"You shouldn't have to take care of either of us," Hermione muttered.

"Maybe not, but as long as you need me to, I will immensely enjoy the job."