Jane and Luna were leaving a class, when Jane turned to her and suddenly asked something, which she had been wondering about for a long time. "Luna, how do you do it?"
"Do what," Luna asked.
"You never get upset, by anything."
"Once something happens, it's already happened, and getting upset about it is not going to change anything. Besides, some things happen for a reason, even bad things."
"Good point," Jane said. Later that day, she found Neville and Hermione, and told them about that conversation.
Jane was studying, in the library, when Neville sat down next to her.
"Neville," Jane whispered, "did you figure out your egg?"
"No," he whispered back. "When I opened it, it made a loud noise that hurt even my ears."
"Oh no."
"Don't worry. I'll figure it out, eventually. Anyway, do you have any interest in going to the ball?"
"Um… not really, but I'll go with you if you want."
"No. It's fine. I'm sure either Hermione or Luna will want to go."
Jane walked into the Hufflepuff common room and saw Sasha. "Hey Jane," she greeted.
"Hi," Jane said.
"Are you going to the ball with Neville?"
"No. I don't want to go to the ball. He's going with his Hermione."
"You don't want to go to the ball?"
"No. I don't."
"Why not?"
"I don't know. It sounds kind of scary, and I want to go home for Christmas."
Sasha laughed. "And how would going to a ball be scary?"
"Well, I'm bothered by crowds and loud noise."
"I wish someone would ask me, so I could go to the ball?"
"Well, good luck!"
"I can't believe someone would turn down the offer."
Jane walked away, bothered by the bitterness in Sasha's tone.