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"Headmaster," Severus briefly bowed his head to the bespectacled man behind the desk. "I would like to discuss the matter of the upcoming Quidditch match." "What about it?" "Has a referee been chosen?" Dumbledore looked up at the Potions Master, a tinkle in his eye. "Not as of yet. I assumed that Madame Hooch would be filling that role." "Then, I wish to volunteer my services, sir." His eyebrow shot up to join his long, silver hair. "And why is that?" Snape took a deep breath, "I believe that Quirrell may try something else, and I believe that I would have better control of the situation – should it arise – were I on the field