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Um. Clint makes Steve and Bucky read Harry Potter. The Avengers all have very, very strong opinions about which house they get sorted into. Bucky thinks he's a Slytherin, but Steve says he's a Hufflepuff through and through.
"This isn’t a legitimate classification system," said Steve angrily, throwing the book onto the couch next to Clint. "This is bullshit. They’re children, for cripe’s sake.”
Clint’s eyebrows rose to comical levels.
"You can’t just isolate different children or—or— or try to predetermine their characters at age eleven," Steve said, thoroughly angry. "And you certainly can’t condemn an entire fourth of your school’s population to a villainy house, what the hell is that?”
He started to pace.
"As if people never change! As if there’s no moral or ethical growth after age eleven!”
Bucky reached over Clint and picked up the book. Clint gave him a look and he shrugged.
"Hell, if it makes Steve this angry, I gotta check it out," he explained.
"This isn’t a basis for education!" Bucky shouted. "Where are the art classes, huh? Kids this age should have access to art classes."
"Exactly!" shouted Steve. "Maybe a little less institutionalized racism and a little more arts education, am I right?"
Clint buried his head in his hands.
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