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In other news, got into an argument with my brother last night about the logistics and morality of Slytherin, got really upset because I was right and he was being a jerk about the whole thing, and then my mother gets on my case for taking it too seriously. I know he's only twelve, okay? But when I was twelve, I knew how to hold my own in conversations like the one we were having. And it pisses me off that I'm the bad guy just because I'm older. Meh.