Izaac had been here all along but he was a little bit overwhelmed by a party of Gryffindors, mostly ones he didn't know. Where his friends at? Nope, so he was sat cross-legged on the floor with a soda to keep him awake. Course, he didn't NEED a soda to stay awake when their noisy Head of House was in the room. Zac jumped, spilling a tiny dribble onto his CLEAN-ON robes, as Professor Flamsteed welcomed them all back.

Anyway. Back to watching. There were a few first years that he smiled at. Bless. That was him back in the day! Last year. Oh, to be young again! Still young. Still 10-year-old looking.