A/N- Wahoo! The show was a success! Totally top of the charts! At least I hope so. Anyways, I have absolutely nothing to say, except to beg you to review me and give me suggestions which I may or may not use because I already sort of know who is going with whom! I can't wait to find out everything!

The fourteen people in group two walked backstage, where the people from the first group eagerly begged to hear what happened. Fred and George were happily giving everyone a play-by-play. A couple seconds later, Bill and Lee walked backstage too, but they didn't stay. They just walked through the doors and back to their dormitories.

"This is so scary, Harry," Hermione said, looking both happy and nervous, "I can't wait until we find out who we're paired with!" Ron and Harry looked at each other and laughed. "Hermione, you have been saying that ever since you found out that you were going to be on the show. You only have to wait until tomorrow night to find out! And then the dance is the night after tomorrow!" Ron said, rolling his eyes. Hermione nodded, slightly reassured.

As she was leaning back in her chair in an attempt to relax, Sirius came over. "Hey Harry, Hermione, Ron," he said, grinning as he sat down in a pouf next to the three of them, "Are you excited? I can't wait, personally. I haven't been to a Hogwarts Ball in way too long. I just have to cross my fingers that I don't get paired with someone like Narcissa Malfoy. I might die of horror, or if not I might get killed by Lucius."

"Sirius, you are so lucky," Hermione smiled, looking into his dancing blue eyes, "you couldn't care less which person you get paired with. And don't worry, there's not a chance that you and Mrs. Malfoy are compatible." Professor Lupin heard that and walked over. "Sirius, you actually think there's a chance that you'll get paired with Cissa?" he asked skeptically, "Please, she's the last person you'd get paired with." Sirius laughed. "No, that would have to be Sevvie," he said before being overtaken by laughter.

Ginny, meanwhile, was complaining to Oliver and Katie. "This is just bad," she said, but she didn't look too disappointed, "now Percy keeps giving me this 'I'm disappointed in you' look." Katie smiled sympathetically. "Percy would be giving you that same look if you hadn't admitted anything at all," she said, and chances were good that she was right. Percy was probably just annoyed that now everyone thought that he like Penny Clearwater.

"Penny, you do realize that now the whole school probably thinks we're going out," he said nervously, pacing back and forth. Penny laughed, pulling Percy down next to her on a pouf. "Perce, we ARE going out. Stop worrying," she said, shaking her head at her boyfriend's paranoia.

A few poufs away, Snape was talking angrily to Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy. "That was completely humiliating. And as if that wasn't bad enough, now Dumbledore is expecting me to attend the dance with my 'perfect match'. This is some stupid set-up to fix me up with someone while really getting on my nerves," he said, shoving a piece of greasy black hair away from his face.

Narcissa sniggered, thinking that Sevvie was absolutely right. That was exactly the sort of thing Professor Dumbledore would do. He really seemed to enjoy getting on Severus' nerves, and he would never miss a chance to fix people up. "Stop complaining, Snape," Lucius snapped, putting his arm around his wife, "at least you're not married. You have nothing to lose. Cissa and I could get paired up with totally different people!"

"This is so exciting, Fred!" Angelina grinned, pulling Fred's ponytail, "I can't wait to find out who we're paired with!" Fred nodded, but he looked a little bit nervous. "What is it, you two?" Alicia asked Fred and George, "How can you be nervous? You're half in charge of this show! You don't have to worry about who you get matched with!"

Fred and George looked at each other guiltily. "Well you see," George said in a way unlike his own, "we just talked to Dumbledore." Fred nodded, and continued for his brother. "He insists," Fred said, "that none of us be involved in the choosing of the pairs. He wants an impartial selector so that it is fair for everyone who is participating, and not just something we made up to fix ourselves and our friends up with people."

The grin fell slightly from Angelina's face. "But we don't have too much to worry about, do we?" she asked optimistically, "I mean, what's the 'impartial selector'?" George laughed in spite of himself. "It's a sock," he said, dead serious.

Before another word could be said, Professor Dumbledore walked into the room, and everyone fell silent. He stood there a second, looking excited. "So," he smiled, eyes twinkling, "did you enjoy yourselves?"

"That was bloody embarrassing!" Draco shouted from a corner where he and Pansy were 'sitting', "Why the hell did you invite my bloody parents?" Everyone laughed. Mostly everyone in the room loved seeing Draco embarrassed.

"Too bad," Professor Dumbledore said, laughing, "I really enjoyed myself. Now as you know, the dance is the night after tomorrow. You will find out who you are paired with sometime tomorrow. Further announcements as to when will be made then. Enjoy yourselves! And now, off to your dorms so that you can get a good night's sleep before lessons tomorrow! But before you leave do you have any questions?"

Sirius Black raised his hand jokingly. "I have a question, Albus," he said, glancing around at Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy as he asked, "Where are the Malfoys and I going to sleep?"

Professor Dumbledore smiled, as if he was expecting that question. "You haven't changed from when you were at school, Sirius," he said, eyes dancing under his 'half-moon spectacles', "you will be staying with Professor Lupin. Lucius, you will be sharing Professor Snape's room. And Narcissa, you can room with Professor Sinistra. Now off to bed! See you all tomorrow at breakfast!"

At these words, everyone got up and left the room, talking amongst themselves. Fred and George stuck around to talk to Professor Dumbledore. "Professor," Fred asked, grinning winningly, "can I ask a question?" The headmaster grinned good-naturedly. "You just did," he laughed, "however, you may ask another one."

"Why does the selector of partners have to be impartial?" he asked, with George nodding behind him, "we would be totally fair if we got to choose." Professor Dumbledore shook his head. He had expected as much from his two most mischievous students since Sirius Black was at school. "Sorry," he said, "but I want this game show to be as accurate as possible. I know you two wouldn't mean to be, but you might not really know who would be perfect for whom. But I assure you, the impartial sock will be completely impartial. You needn't worry."

Fred and George could tell the matter was closed as they walked out of the room. "Great," George said as while they were walking up the stairs, "The fate of our love life is in the hands of a sock."