I'm going to die. No, I'm not exaggerating. I, Sirius Black am going to die on this very boat before I even make it to Hogwarts, before my mum ever knows how much I hate her. I need to be sorted into Gryffindor before I die damnit. The boys sitting across from me are staring at me strangely, probably mudbloods. Now they're all whispering, my life is ending so tragically-
"If you keep rocking the boat, I'll throw you into the lake,"
Wait! There's someone sitting beside me. Turn. Look. OMG he's tiny, I lean over the side of the boat and laugh, just the thought that he threatened to throw me anywhere cracks me up. I'm hilarious. Both of the boys across from me are standing up now, the boy beside me screams like a girl, and now I'm in the lake. This is going to be the start of a beautiful friendship (or would be if I wasn't going to die horribly).
