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Sterling had woken up at his normal morning hours only to glance at the timetable posted. "No lessons" He muttered to himself his head hitting the pillow once more. The Slytherin drifting back into his world of dreams, all in which he couldn't remember a single one. Actually ever since Sterling was eight he just stopped remembering his dreams. It was common knowledge that he still had them, just didn't remember a single thing. Not that it bugged Sterling at all. Who really needed to remember dreams that meant nothing at all.
About eleven in the morning, Sterling found himself exiting the Slytherin common room, his uniform perfectly steamed but his hair messy as usually. As well as this young eleven year old's stomach growling to no end. "The great hall is just a pain" Sterling said to himself as he found his way into the entrance of the kitchens.
Sterling of course could not cook if his life depended on it, but he could throw something together a sandwich or something to that effect. That's what he did at home when he missed breakfast or lunch, threw together a peanut butter and jelly sandwich or threw some fish and chips on a slice of bread. Either one worked though the second choice was a bit more interesting.
Brushing his hair out of his face, Sterling opened a few of the kitchen cabinets and began to rumage for something easy to put together.
About eleven in the morning, Sterling found himself exiting the Slytherin common room, his uniform perfectly steamed but his hair messy as usually. As well as this young eleven year old's stomach growling to no end. "The great hall is just a pain" Sterling said to himself as he found his way into the entrance of the kitchens.
Sterling of course could not cook if his life depended on it, but he could throw something together a sandwich or something to that effect. That's what he did at home when he missed breakfast or lunch, threw together a peanut butter and jelly sandwich or threw some fish and chips on a slice of bread. Either one worked though the second choice was a bit more interesting.
Brushing his hair out of his face, Sterling opened a few of the kitchen cabinets and began to rumage for something easy to put together.