(I feel bad for anyone reading this. What is causing you to read this?!)
The crowd of people at Platform 9 3/4 turned into a blur of color as the train took off. Clint Barton watched the scenery change from the gray walls of the train station to an open sky. Sitting next to him was his best friend, Natasha Romanoff. They were the only two in the compartment. Today they were starting their third year at Hogwarts with Clint as a Slytherin and Natasha as a Gryffindor.
"Did you hear that there's a new Defense against the dark arts teacher?" Natasha asked him. This wasn't anything surprising. The position was changed quite often due to...unfortunate circumstances.
"Doesn't surprise me. As long as he's cool, I have no problem with it." Natasha rolled her eyes. Of course, Clint wouldn't care. Defense against the dark arts was, after all, his least favorite class.
"Well, did you hear that Thor and Jane finally got together? I heard they got together at the end of second-year." It was obvious to everyone right away that the two liked each other. It was just a matter of when they would finally confess their feelings to one another. Some of their friends had even put bets on when they'd become a couple. Natasha had totally predicted third-year at the latest.
"No way, already?" Natasha smirked and help out her hand. Clint sighed. He hadn't expected to lose, but she won fair and square. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a handful of coins and forked them over. As Natasha was stashing the coins, the compartment door opened up. In the doorway were two girls.
"Is it cool if we sit here? Our asshole gay friends didn't leave us a spot in their compartment," the red headed girl asked. Clint and Natasha glanced at each other before agreeing to let them stay. The girl from before had introduced herself to make things less awkward. "My name's Charlie, by the way." She shook each of their hands. "And this is my girlfriend, Dorothy." Charlie gesture to the girl sitting next to her. Dorothy waved politely.
They both introduced themselves and stated their houses. Apparently, Charlie is a Hufflepuff and Dorothy is a Gryffindor. Natasha didn't seem surprised about Dorothy being in Gryffindor, which would make sense. Clint wondered how well they knew each other. It didn't seem like they were good friends or anything.
"So you said this is your girlfriend, right?" Clint asked Charlie. She nodded and Natasha rolled her eyes. Charlie didn't seem to like that. In fact, she started going on a long-winded rant about gay rights.
Natasha quickly put it end to it by saying, "I didn't mean to come off as rude. It's just that Dorothy has mentioned you an infinite amount of times, so I kind of knew already." Charlie brightened up at that.
"Oh, did she?" she asked, smirking and facing Dorothy. "I see how much you care. You really are a softie at heart." Clint raised his eyebrows at the two. 'As if I didn't know enough gay people. Why not two more?' he thought. Suddenly, Wade of all people springs into the doorway. He spots Natasha and takes a seat next to her.
He freezes when he sees Charlie. "Oh, hey. You're the last person I expected to see with them." He gestured with his head at Natasha. It wasn't even subtle. He looked like he was having a seizure.
"Uh, Wade?" Natasha looked concerned. "Are you okay? You don't seem like it. Then again, when are you ever okay?" Wade put a hand to his chest.
"I happen to be very okay right now. In fact, I was just coming over to tell you about this guy I just saw a few minutes ago, He's a first year." That didn't seem to make Natasha any less concerned.
"No really, are you okay?" She put a hand on his shoulder. "You're a fourth year."
"Yes, and?" Clint sighed.
"What drugs did you take before boarding the train?" Honestly, he wouldn't be surprised if Wade gave him an actual answer.
Wade gasped. "How did you know about that? Were you spying on me? Wait, that's Nat's thing." Natasha scoffed. "Either way, he's really cute, and his name's Peter. Just wanted to tell you so...yeah." He slowly backs out of the compartment. He turned his finger into finger guns and awkwardly stalked away. Two steps out, he tripped over his own feet and went tumbling. "I meant to do that," he shouts. He ran off before anyone could say something back.
Charlie and Natasha watch in concern as he runs away. "So...that just happened," Clint said. "Why are we friends of him again?" No one knew how to answer that. How they knew such an awkward, weird, and oddly amusing person was beyond them. Without Wade, the rest of the train ride was intensely silent.
Everyone was gathered in the Great Hall. McGonogall was calling up people to the Sorting Hat. The first name she called was, "Amadeus Cho!" The kid named Amadeus awkwardly walked up to be sorted. McGonogall placed the Sorting Hat on his head. The hat didn't take long to ponder his house. It immediately shouted, "Ravenclaw!"
McGonogall moved on to the next person. "Anna Milton!" Anna took a seat and waited for the Sorting Hat to decide. The hat took a minute, mulling over what house she would belong to. Ultimately, it decided on Hufflepuff.
"Annabeth Chase!" A blonde girl, Annabeth, walked up to be sorted. The hat took the longest to sort her. It seemed to be stuck on whether she should be in Ravenclaw or Gryffindor. Everyone went silent as they patiently awaited the hat's answer.
After a prolonged amount of waiting, the hat shouted out, "Gryffindor!" Everyone cheered, the Gryffindors being the loudest. Finally, everyone thought. Not a Hufflepuff.
"Ben Reilly!" Ben walked over and awaited his sorting. His eyes were shut, and he seemed to be terrified of where he would be put. "Hufflepuff!" Everyone in the Great Hall groaned out loud.
"Really?" Someone shouted. "Another Hufflepuff?" Even the Hufflepuffs were getting tired of this crap.
"Flash Thompson!" Flash strode confidently to the Sorting Hat. He knew exactly what house he'd be in. There was no doubt in his mind. When the Hat decided, "Gryffindor," his suspicions were confirmed. Gryffindor, just as he expected.
"Gabriel Novak!" Gabriel hesitated before taking place before the Hat. "Hufflepuff!" Okay, what is with all the Hufflepuffs this year?
"Harry Osborn!" Everyone tenses at the name Harry. At least he's not a Potter like the last one. "Slytherin!" the hat shouted immediately. The hat had barely even touched his head!
"Kevin Tran!" McGonogall placed the hat on his head. Immediately, the hat decided he was a Ravenclaw.
"Loki Laufeyson!" When the hat was placed in his head, it seemed to want to put Loki in Slytherin. It ultimately went with Slytherin, and Loki joined his house, sitting next to Clint, the only person he actually knew so far in his house.
"Miles Morales!" People's breaths went still as they awaited. So far they had two more Slytherins and a Gryffindor. The hat did a dramatic pause before shouting, "Hufflepuff!" A few people cheered and clapped to be polite, but most people sighed and rolled their eyes.
"Nico Di'Angelo!" A very gloomy looking boy walked up to the Sorting Hat. The hat didn't seem to hesitate when it declared, "Gryffindor!" The entire hall cheered. Nico nonchalantly joined the Gryffindor table.
"Percy Jackson!" I don't think it's a surprise that Percy got chosen as a Hufflepuff. At this point, everyone was just letting it happen. Hufflepuff was basically overcrowded at this point.
"Peter Parker!" Probably another Hufflepuff, right? Well, that seemed to be what the hat was leaning towards, but Peter influenced it. He didn't want to be the next Hufflepuff and make everyone agitated with the constant flow of Hufflepuffs. Peter's sorting went on for a long time before he was put in Ravenclaw.
"Sam Winchester!" Everyone recognized his last name right away. His brother, Dean, was a Hufflepuff. If he was anything like his brother, he'd be one, too. But no, the hat sorted him into Slytherin.
"Will Solace!" Everyone waited. The last student could be anything. Please don't be a Hufflepuff. Please don't be a Hufflepuff. Everyone holds their breath. Will even seemed to be holding his. "I guess you'll be a...Gryffindor!" Yay! Everyone cheered. The last first-year wasn't a Hufflepuff! With that, McGonogall cleared her throat to gather people's attention. Everyone went silent and awaited her speech.