A/N- Yes! Finally! We will now find out everything! YAY! We love you, impartial sock!

Lee Jordan had barely finished his sentence when everyone started running for the Great Hall. Even the people who hadn't been in the show were starting to get into the spirit of things.

The twenty-six people who had actually participated went and sat down on the couches that had been set up in front of the staff table around the Sorting Hat's stool. Where the Sorting Hat usually sat was a sock.

"This is so cool," Fred said, sitting down on a couch with George, Angelina, Alicia, Katie and Oliver. "I know," George agreed, "We are so bloody brilliant, Fred." It was unanimous at their couch that they were.

"I am so nervous!" Hermione exclaimed again, now biting her nails. Parvati swatted Hermione's hand away from her mouth. "That is an awful habit, Mione! Besides, there's nothing to be nervous about! Whoever you get paired with, you get paired with, and you're going to get paired with someone perfect for you, so stop worrying!" she said, and Lavender nodded in agreement.

Over at the couch where Harry, Ron, Dean, Seamus, and Ginny were sitting, everyone was telling pretty much the same thing to Ron. He was so nervous and embarrassed, but he looked so funny with his face matching his hair that even Ginny was having a hard time keeping a straight face. "Calm down, Ron!" Seamus said, laughing, "What are you worrying about? It's just a date!"

Draco and Pansy, however, had no nervousness. They were sharing a couch with an unlucky Percy, Cho, Padma, and Penelope, who were all sitting on one side of the couch as Draco and Pansy played tonsil hockey on the other. "Those two are really starting to bug me," Penny said, rolling her eyes.

Sirius, Lupin, Lucius, Narcissa, Sevvie, and Professor Sinistra (Aurora) were all sitting together on one couch. "This is so exciting! I can't wait!" Sirius said, grinning. Professor Lupin nodded happily, and even Aurora Sinistra looked excited. Lucius, Cissa, and Snape, however, were not smiling.

"Welcome everyone to the matchmaking ceremony of the century!" Lee said from the front of the room, "I'll give the stage over to Professor Dumbledore now, as he would like to say a few words."

Everyone fell silent once again as Professor Dumbledore stood up. "Welcome, welcome," he said happily, smiling around the room with twinkling eyes, "I see that you are all excited. Draco and Pansy, could you please hold off on the snogging? Thank you. Okay, well let me just explain to you the rules. You must attend at least half the dance with the partner the sock chooses for you. To make sure of this, you will be magically held within a five foot distance of your partner starting tomorrow morning! And now, without further ado, the impartial matchmaking sock will begin!"

The impartial sock, to everyone's surprise, stood up on the stool. As was the fashion of the sorting hat, it began to sing a song. ~Yo yo yo, I'm the sorting sock, I'm hear to tell you true~ ~Who your perfect match will be, who'll hug you when you're blue~ ~As I sing my gangsta song, you oughta listen close~ ~If you go against my choice, you're gonna be like toast~ ~Some of you are nice, and some are you are mean~ ~I'll help you to find the dawg with who you'll wanna lean~ ~Some are smart, and some need air~ ~The naughty ones need underwear~ ~You may be sweet, you may be cool, you may be up to snuff~ ~Yet I'll put you where I want you; if you don't like it, that's tough~ ~Whether over-shagged, or never snogged, it's all the same to me~ ~I'll shout you out the one with who you really ought to be~ ~I'd love to suit your fancy, and put you with your crush~ ~To see the way your ears heat up, the way your face will blush~ ~But I gotta tell the truth, I know you know it's true~ ~I'm the gansta impartial sock, now let me deal wit' you!~

Everyone cracked up. "Yo," the sock said, "don't mess wit' da sock! I've got da power!" Draco rolled his eyes. "Professor Dumbledore, why do we have a gangster sock here telling us our perfect match?" he asked with a sniff.

"Yo dawg, don't be dissin' dis sock! You a straight up fool if you think I don't know what I'm talkin' 'bout!" the sock said, causing Fred, George, and Sirius to double over in laughter. Professor Dumbledore was laughing, too.

"Draco, this sock really knows what he's talking about. Now everyone, without further ado, let's find out the pairings! This is what will happen. The sorting sock will shoot some sparks into the air, and then you will find yourself magically next to your partner. And we will announce you, and you will wait next to your partner until everyone is done. And please, no comments until the end," Dumbledore smiled, "Take it away, Gangsta Sock!"

"Alright dawgs, here are those pairings you have all been waiting for!
Dean Thomas and Padma Patil!
Seamus Finnegan and Lavender Brown!
George Weasley and Alicia Spinnett!
Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley!
Fred Weasley and Angelina Johnson!
Remus Lupin and Narcissa Malfoy!
Oliver Wood and Katie Bell!
Percy Weasley and Penelope Clearwater!
Lucius Malfoy and Cho Chang!
Sirius Black and Parvati Patil!
Severus (Sevvie) Snape and Aurora Sinistra!
Ron Weasley and Pansy Parkinson!
and
Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger!"