Marisol watched as her peers realigned into pairs. She supposed she didn't want to be left behind. Really, her inner Slytherin told her, these people should be glad to be my partner. She was quite a fun person, even though she was nearly dying of hypothermia or something.

"You be my pair?" Marisol said loudly to no one in particular. She looked towards her fellow students, and her eyes slid to the other non-partnered kids. Now to wait for an answer.