Rating: T
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Harry/Draco/Hermione
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em - not making any money off 'em. Dern it.
Word Count: 487

Notes:

30 Day OT3 Competition/Challenge: Day 7 - Disagree

Pokemon Trading Card Collection Challenge: Magcargo - Gold - (creature) Streeler


"Can we all just agree to disagree on this?" Harry asked, eyes drawn to the streeler.

Despite being in the magical world since he was eleven years old, he had never seen one in person. He never even saw it in Care of Magical Creatures because Hagrid always covered more dangerous creatures. Except for that short time in his third year where all he covered was flobberworms, of course.

"No, we can't just agree to disagree," Hermione retorted, shaking her head. Harry had never been the most confrontational, but this was ridiculous. "Harry, we're talking about what you want to do for the rest of your life, and Draco just called your desire to be a Magical Zoologist idiotic. Stand up for yourself."

"Why should he? You do it for him?" Draco scoffed.

Hermione's eyes narrowed. "You know what?" I'm not sure why the three of us are even together. We're never in perfect harmony. There's always a fight, always something that causes discord among us. And frankly, I'm sick and tired of the constant battles. I'm starting to think about what the point is. Why should we even bother trying to make us work?"

"Because we love each other," Harry reminded her, "And once we work out all of the kinks of our relationship, it will be worth it."

Hermione snorted. "If we ever work out all the kinks."

Harry faced Draco. "Okay, let's try talking about this rationally because Hermione's right. We can't just ignore the problem and hope it goes away. Why is my working with animals so ridiculous? I might now not make that much money, but we have the Potter, Black, and Malfoy inheritances. Not to mention the fact that Hermione makes a decent living. I'm lucky that I really don't have to worry about money, and I can follow my heart, and I've always loved magical creatures. I think it's a job I could really enjoy. So, why shouldn't I do it? Give me one good, logical reason."

Draco looked at the ground. "I'm not sure how logical it is, but I'm scared. I've read stories where magical zoologists have died on the job because something goes wrong doing it. And you have a way of attracting danger."

Hermione's combative stance softened. "Draco, okay, I can understand your fear, and you're right. Harry does tend to get into trouble, but we can't live our life in fear, wondering what might happen. If we did that, none of us would ever be happy. This is something Harry wants to do, and we should support him in it."

Draco's eyes focused on green and brown as he said, "Fine, I can't stop you, but if you're expecting my blessing, you'll be waiting for a very long time."

And with that, he left the two of them.

Harry sighed. "Will our relationship ever be easy?"

Hermione shrugged. "I don't know. I just don't know."