Michael looked at Snape listening intently. Slowly becoming more and more determined to please the man. He narrowed his eyes slightly which were hidden behind his hair at the barely disquised crack at his seeming lack of restraint. He blushed slightly in embarrassment when Snape corrected him on his disrespectful address of Umbridge. "Sorry, Sir. Go on." He knew most of his duties already keep track of the 2nd-4th years and enforce all rules (though side with his house if ever a dispute comes up). He just needed to know his patrol schedule.