Eleven years old

We reach the rocks on the other side of the lake. I get out of the boat and look up at the enormous castle that I will soon call home. I turn around and see a now soaking wet James. "What the heck Sirius?" I say. Sirius raised his hands in mock surrender, "he fell out." James spit a stream of water out of his mouth and laughed, "oh, okay." Sirius laughed. I rolled my eyes.