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"Banner, Bruce." Professor McGonagall read off. They honestly had no idea of how they ended up here. One moment, they were all at Tony's place, then poof! They ended up in England, as young wizards. Not stripped of powers (thankfully) and de-aged into 11 year-olds. They were given notes telling them which names to use as their parent's and that they were all distant cousins. Of course none of this was true, and it was all part of the cover, but they just rolled with it.
"Hmmm, lots of anger in here. But smart. Very intelligent." The hat began to say, as it sat atop Bruce's hair. "How about. . . RAVENCLAW!!" it shouted out. The Ravenclaw table cheered as Bruce stood and made his way over.
"Barton, Clint.", she called out next. Clint made his way over and the hat commented on his accuracy, but on how reckless he could be, and shouted out Gryffindor at last.
A few other kids were called up, then she called out, "Holmes, Sherlock." and a tall, dark haired, pale, boy went over and sat down. The hat and him seemed to be having a conversation about his house.
At last, the hat and him came to an agreement, "RAVENCLAW!!" It shouted. Once again, Ravenclaw applauded wildly.
Loki was called up a few minutes later, called by the name, "Lauyferson, Loki."
A few seconds after the hat was on, it yelled out, "SLYTHERIN!!", the table to the far left (from Steve's perspective) stood and cheered loudly as the frost giant made his way over.
The next kid to be called up looked like what these kids were calling a pureblood. "McLeod, Crowley." she said, and the kid just made his way over.
As soon as that talking piece of felt touched his head, it screeched out, "SLYTHRIN!!!!!" and he went to his table.
"Novak," the professor began, and two kids, one slightly taller and blonde and the other with black hair, looked up. "Castiel." she finished. The dark haired kid made his way over, sitting down.
The hat sat for a few moments and then called out, "You are so very brave but so very loyal, HUFFLEPUFF!"
The table next to the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw tables rose in applause.
"Novak, Gabriel." She said next, and the blonde made his way over.
The hat began snickering, actually snickering. It nearly escaladed into laughter when it wheezed out, nearly out of breath, "S-SLYTHERI-HIN!!!!" the kid got up and sauntered over. Whatever he had done to get there must've been pretty damn hilarious as the hat was still laughing.
When it had stopped, the teacher flashed it a look as if to tell it that it was the queerest thing on the planet, then called out the next few, got past the Os (where Thor had ended up Gryffindor) and Ps, and called out, "Rogers, Steve." Steve walked his way over, and sat down. Pulling the hat on, and the hat began talking to him in his head.
It first asked why he seemed old, almost as old as Dumbledore, but younger than Castiel and Gabriel. Of course, he thought to the hat of how he had frozen over then ended up as a kid suddenly, and the hat just went oh. He felt the hat sifting through memories and then making it's mind up, consulting with him whether he wanted to be Hufflepuff or Gryfdindor. Of course he was placed in Hufflepuff due to his loyalty to his friends.
Natasha was up next, and was placed in Slytherin.
Steve looked up, "Smith, John." was called up. He sat down and pulled on the hat.
That Novak boy leaned over and held out his hand. He looked pretty emotionless. "Castiel." he said.
Steve looked at him and shook his hand, "Steve.", Castiel just nodded and looked back up at the other children.
That Smith boy had been placed in Gryffindor. "Song, River."
The hat seemed to have been mumbling something along the lines of fake name and then called out, "SLYTHERIN!"
Tony was up next and was placed in Gryffindor. Steve felt alone without any of his friends. But soon a new Hufflepuff came over, John Watson. He seemed nice, and was like a lot of Steve's former friends in the army. Then came Dean Winchester, who sat next to Castiel, and they promptly began to just stare into each other's eyes.
They all looked up as Dumbledore began his speech, and everyone dug in as the food appeared.
But little did Steve know, that those strange kids were more than they seemed.