Evan, eyes half open through sleepiness, walked down the Great Hall to the Slytherin table. Lucky that it was almost empty. He was too sleepy to understand a simple conversation now.

Pouring down a cup of coffee, he got some pancake and sausage, and started eating, yawning occasionally. He must find a solution to his sleeping problem, or he'd really fall asleep at some inconvenient place, like a classroom.