Definitely not the way he expected his first day to go. He had imagined standing on the platform at Hogsmeade waiting for the Hogwarts Express to arrive and then escort the first years down to the lake, hop into the boats and sail over to the castle.

Instead he stood on the platform waiting for a train that never came, kids arrived by portkey and about fifty of them managed to get injured. When he finally managed to get the first years down to the boats, it began to pour with rain and the lake became a choppy mess.

And so here Sebastian stood soaking wet and bedraggled, holding onto a very wet and sorry looking first year. "Seriously what were you thinking?" He was sure he had asked the boy that at least three times already and he still hadn't gotten answer.

"I don't know how you thought that by standing on the bow of your boat and yelling at the top of your voice that you're 'the king of the world' was going to prove your boat was the best."

The only thing it had proved was that he should not stand on the bow of the boat when there was a storm going on. The boy had managed to fall into the lake and Sebastian had had to go in after him.