" Wait, Natasha you really mean to tell me that you're going on a date with a Hufflepuff?" Tony asked Natasha in disbelief.

She simply rolled her eyes, " Oh please Tony, you've been dating a Ravenclaw for the past two years. How is Pepper by the way?"

"No. Totally different. Pepper is a Ravenclaw, she is smart. She's in that house because she prioritizes knowledge. Hufflepuffs are hippie dippy idiots!" Tony practically screamed.

"First of all, he is not a hippie. Second of all, he is smart, and sweet. But I really like him." Natasha got a far off look in her eye. And for a second she thought her Slytherin *friend* ( a loose term really ) was going to drop the subject, but of course he didn't.

" I still don't get it, you are top of your class in most every subject. Of course you're not better than me—"

"Tony."

"Right, yeah, but bottom line you're too good for him." Tony argued. But Natasha had had enough of his bullshit.

" Tony, what the hell is you're problem? Steve was fine with it—"

" Steve's an idiot"

" Banner was fine with it—"

Tony laughed, " No he's not."

" Thor was fine with it—"

" He was probably drunk."

" And what the hell!? You've known the guy forever! You guys are friends! So why the hell do you have a problem with it!?" Natasha yelled.

Some people in the Great Hall gave them odd looks, but Natasha didn't care…she was pissed.

Tony looked at her, a contemplative expression on his face.

" Okay, go on a date with him."

Natasha sighed with relief, happy this conversation was finally over. But of course it wasn't.

" But, just remember you are a Slytherin. You're cunning, malicious, and ambitious. You will do anything to meet your goals. He won't. Sure, he'll be loyal, trusting, and kind. But you won't last a week." Tony shrugged.

But Natasha had had enough, so she did the one thing that would get her even with Tony.

She smiled malicious smile, one customary of Slytherins, and yelled the one name that shook Tony to the bone.

" PEPPER!" Natasha yelled.

The strawberry blond came clacking over in her high heels.

" Hey Natasha, what's up?" She asked cheerily, then she saw Tony. Pepper groaned, " What did he do this time."

Tony dramatically put a hand over his heart, " I am offended that you think so little of me."

Natasha smirked and turned towards Pepper, " He told me I couldn't date a Hufflepuff." Natasha said matter of factly.

Tony glared at Natasha, but she smirked back. She was a Slytherin, after all.

Pepper turned towards Tony, about to blow.

" You did what?" She asked dangerously. Tony shrank away.

For all his talk about how he could take anything, When Pepper was angry…well that's one thing that he couldn't deal with.

" YOU TOLD NATSHA SHE COULDN'T DATE A HUFFLEPUFF?! WHAT THE HELL TONY!" Pepper screeched. Tony looked around, anywhere but at Pepper. But he saw that no one was staring at them.

Natasha simply held up her wand and mouthed the words, silencing charm.

He turned back to Pepper. His face had gone deathly pale.

He held up his hands, almost as if he was surrendering.

" You know what Natasha, he is a pretty nice guy, and he's near the top in most of his classes. I hope you guys have a great time on your date." Tony muttered before briskly walking away, Pepper angrily following him, shooting a few hexes at him.

Natasha laughed to herself, it was always funny when the self obsessed Slytherin got schooled by his girlfriend.

" What was that about." A voice behind her laughed

" Tony didn't think I should go on my date, so I decided to sick Pepper on him." Natasha smiled.

Steve usually didn't approve of others getting hurt ( like most stupid Gryffindors ) but even he agreed that Tony needed to be put in his place sometimes.

" So when is your date?" Steve asked.

Natasha smiled, and checked her watch— tampered by magic of course—, before a look of horror dawned on her face.

" In 5 minutes, in the Room of Requirement! Oh shit!" Natasha panicked.

" Language." Steve chided.

But Natasha didn't have time for a comeback, she had to get to the Room of Requirement!

She sprinted up the stairs as fast as she could.

" Damn it." Natasha muttered. She only had one more minute to get there. What if he leaves? Freaking Tony! She's gonna kill him!

She checked her watch again, she was already a minute late. But she had finally gotten to the Room of Requirement she walks past the wall three times muttering over and over again, " I want to go on my date." The room would know what she meant.

The doors finally appeared and she rushed inside,

" I am so sorry." But she stopped as soon as she saw what was inside.

It was candle lit, and there was a checkered table, but what shocked her was the fact that there was a shooting range.

" Nat! Hi." Her date said happily.

Natasha smiled, "This is amazing."

" Yeah, I figured that because you're such a unique person, we should have a unique first date."

" Clint Barton, you never cease to amaze me." Natasha grinned.

Clint smiled back.

" Should we eat?" He asked a bit nervously.

" Sure, but will you at least tell me what that's for?" Natasha laughed motioning towards the shooting range.

Clint smiled, " You'll just have to wait and see."

They both took their seats and smiled.

Natasha chuckled, " I've just known you for so long, that none of the original first date topics work. I just feel like I already know so much about you."

Clint smiled slyly, " You don't know everything about me, just like I don't know everything about you. But, I do know that I should have asked you out a long time ago."

Natasha blushed.

" But you were too much of a coward to." Natasha joked.

" What, no way! I didn't ask you out…because I thought you'd say no." Clint admitted.

Natasha burst out laughing, " That's just another way of saying you were a coward!''

" Fine, I guess I was just a little scared." Clint sighed.

" I knew it!" Natasha yelled victoriously.

Suddenly a house elf popped up.

" Can Kinny take your order?'' The house elf asked.

" Ummmmm." Natasha still hadn't gotten a menu. She confusedly looked at Clint.

He chuckled, " Nat, just get whatever you want."

But Natasha still had no clue what to order.

Luckily, Clint saved her,

" Can I have some waffles?" Clint asked.

Natasha looked at him, humorous disbelief etched on her features.

" Waffles, really?"

" What? They're delicious!"

" Hufflepuff." Natasha muttered.

" Okay then Queen Slytherin, what are you getting?"

Natasha cocked an eyebrow and smirked.

" Because I have such a sophisticated Slytherin palate, I would to order the most pristine item you have…a peanut butter and jelly." Natasha said in the snobbiest voice she could manage.

" Okay, Kinny will get you your food." And with that the house elf dis-apparited

A few beats of awkward silence followed, and then Clint burst out laughing.

" It's not funny!" Natasha defended.

" You're right Nat. " Clint said still chuckling, but then a mischievous smile graced his face, " While we wait, do you want to see what the shooting range is for?"

Natasha barely had time to say yes before Clint dragged her out of her chair.

An almost childish smile graced his face as he grabbed a bow and arrow, that had magically appeared.

" So remember how I said that you didn't know everything about me?" Clint asked, giddy with excitement.

Natasha nodded.

"Well one thing you don't know, is that I'm really good at shooting a bow and arrow. I'm a halfblood, and my mom wanted the tradition to carry on. Just because I was a wizard didn't change the fact that she wanted me to learn one of her favorite hobbies."

Natasha smiled at him, " Well then please demonstrate your excellence." Natasha knew he couldn't be that good, but she'd humor him.

Clint smirked, " Just watch."

He lined up with the target, and let his first arrow fly…it hit the bullseye. Natasha was surprised, but it was probably just beginners luck.

But then he shot the second arrow, and it went right through the first arrow.

" No way." Natasha muttered.

Clint just bowed, then turned back towards the shooting range,

" I'm not done yet."

The Room of Requirement started conjuring moving targets. Clint hit all of them easily. Then the targets got smaller and faster, Clint hit them with ease. Finally an apple appeared right over Natasha's head. And before she even had time to react, Clint had shot it off her head.

Natasha gaped like a fish at Clint's talent.

" That was… wow." Natasha said in awe. How had she not known that he could do that, they had been friends since first year.

Clint smiled cockily, " Yeah, I've been told I'm pretty good."

Natasha laughed, " Pretty good? That was incredible! Your like a…a…Hawkeye!"

" Hawkeye, huh? I like it." Clint admitted, smiling at Natasha.

She smiled back, and stared at him.

But Clint's voice interrupted her from her staring.

" Your turn, princess."

Natasha cocked an eyebrow.

" Oh, I can't shoot a bow and arr—" But it seemed as if the room of requirement already had that covered. On the rack where Clint picked up his bow and arrow, she found two gold bracelets, with holes surrounding it.

She had seen the objects before, and she was damn sure she knew how to use them. As she put them on her wrists, Clint asked her a question.

" What are those bracelets?" He asked

Natasha smiled back.

" Oh Clint, you didn't think you were the only one with muggle-like skills, did you?" She smirked.

"Well no, of course not—" Clint sputtered

But Natasha cut him off with a shot coming from the bracelet. The room of Requirement knew that targets wouldn't be sufficient for Natasha to demonstrate her skill, so it conjured 10 or so android robots twice Natasha's size…with weapons.

" Natasha?" Clint asked nervously.

Natasha turned towards Clint an almost maniacal smile on her face.

" You may want to step back."

Clint obediently did so.

The first robot came at Natasha, she did a flip move over it into the second robot, causing them to collide and explode. She swept the legs of the third robot, then shot it in the eye. She simply shot the fourth, fifth, and sixth robots. But the robots were getting stronger, the room, it seemed, wanted to give her a challenge.

The seventh and eighth robots came at her with an array of judo, and she fought them, but in the end she was better. They both exploded. The ninth robot Natasha fought one on one. She got a couple of nasty bruises, but finally pinned him to the ground. Finally the last robot was the tenth one, and like a smart robot…he just ran away.

Natasha turned towards Clint, and blew a stray hair off of her forehead.

Clint was speechless for the next five minutes, only interrupted by the delivery of food.

As Clint and Natasha took their seats Clint was still shocked.

"How did you learn to do…that?!"

Natasha frowned and ducked her head.

Clint gently lifted her chin, so that they were eye-level.

" Nat, you don't have to talk about it."

She took his hand across the table.

" No, I want to.", She took a deep breath, " Up until the age of eleven, I was in the…um…red room—"

Natasha braced herself for the harsh comments that usually came after she made that confession. After she told anyone that, they stopped seeing her as a person, and started seeing her as a monster.

But Clint's derogatory comments never came, instead he just waited for her to continue.

" I was trained to be a…spy. And I would've been, but then professor Hill came to the door of the Academy one day, and told me about Hogwarts."

Clint looked shocked, but not upset.

" But if you had a professor visit you…does that mean you're a—"

" A muggle-born? Yeah, I am."

" That's why you're so independent without you're wand!" Clint realized.

Natasha cocked an eyebrow.

" Slytherins usually can't last a minute without magic."

Natasha rolled her eyes and continues

" I've never told anyone. I thought that it would make me an outcast in Slytherin." And even with all of her training, Natasha couldn't stop herself from crying.

Clint got out of his seat, walked over to Natasha, and grasped her hands in his.

" Hey," He said wiping away her tears, " You are a badass. I've known that even before you proved that you were also a master spy. You are the most incredible person I've ever met, and that doesn't change, no matter what your blood type is." Clint said earnestly.

Natasha smiled a watery smile.

" And you Clint Barton, you are the best person I've ever met."

Clint wanted nothing more than to kiss her, but he couldn't do that. Not now, she deserved better. But he'd have time, because there were going to be many more dates to come.

" Let's eat." Clint offered walking back over to his seat.

The rest of the dinner was just banter, and casual conversation, and at the end of the date Natasha kissed Clint on the cheek and they went their separate ways.

But the next morning they showed up in the Great Hall, hand in hand. And well, the whole school didn't understand how a Hufflepuff could date a Slytherin. To the rest of the school—save their closest friends— it just…wasn't normal.

But whenever Clint grasped Natasha's hand the next morning, all she could think was that this was how it should be. And to them, it was the most normal thing in the world.