Isaac's smirk of nostalgia left him as he watched the student eagerly grab the bottle and James reveal the true test of the Vile Vials, he tried to suppress his old memories, unfortunately it all came rushing back at him too fast for even his reflexes, he was suddenly transported back several years ago, the memories seeming to him to be just as real as this reality, he tried to stop his younger self from doing what he did, but he was unsuccessful, as he was every time he tried. Isaac was suddenly jerked back to the warm waters of reality as the bells rang, signaling not long until his actual class. Saluting to james as he made his exit, he took one final look at the room that brought back so many of his embarrassing memories, he looked forward, smiled, and threw himself out the window.

The cool wind began to rush against his face, the cold hard ground fast approaching as Isaac entered free fall, magnificent was the only word Isaac could come up with to explain this feeling, freeing as it was of all responsibility, his senses forcused on only one thing, no dragons to fight, no undead teachers to worry about, no worrying about the blood that Old Lady Ell had been coughing up lately, just him and the cold crisp morning air, these were the last thoughts of Isaac as the ground finally arrived at it's destination...........

Just a few inches short of Isaac. The rope caught him and pulled him back just enough that he was able to land comfortably. He smiled, some people drank tea, some wine, some swore by the new Coffee fad that was going around his hometown, but this, this was his wake-up call. As he untied himself from the ledge and left the rope hanging he forced his hair back into place, and put his swords back into their sheaths, having removed them to cut himself down from the rope. He made his way to his class.