Jane walked into the great hall, with the other Hufflepuffs. While the others sat down, she looked toward the Gryffindor table and walked up to Neville. "Neville, did you find out what happened to the missing boys?" she asked.

"Yeah. Apparently, the barrier closed right before they tried to run through it. They somehow managed to get to Hogwarts themselves, in Mr. Weasley's flying car. They got in big trouble, but they're okay, other than Ron's wand breaking."

"There are flying cars?"

"That's actually the only flying car I've ever heard of."

"Well, thanks for telling me," Jane said before she went to join the other Hufflepuffs.

"Did you hear what happened with Harry and Ron?" Justin asked.

"Yeah, apparently..."

In Potions class, everyone had to work in pairs. There was an odd number of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw students, so Jane and Luna ended up together. They didn't mind.

Luna skipped to the table to get ingredients, and then skipped back.

Jane noticed that some of the ingredients had a strong smell. She unclipped the nose clip, from her earplug chain, and put it on. She was glad that she had been warned that some of her classes would involve dealing with smelly stuff. She didn't use to carry a nose clip, because her smell sensitivities weren't as bad as her auditory sensitivities.

"Miss Lovegood," Snape shouted, "Ten points from Ravenclaw for your reckless skipping."

When Snape raised his voice, Jane went from fidgeting to fidgeting excessively.

"Miss Birtch, the only reason you're not losing points for your insane fidgetiness is that I was told that I'm not allowed to punish you for that, because apparently, you're some sort of feeb."

Jane cringed. Neville had warned her that Professor Snape was mean, but she was not expecting that.

Kevin looked at Professor Snape. "What the hell!" he exclaimed.

"Mr. Womzie, ten points from Hufflepuff, for talking back to your professor."

Jane trembled and breathed deeply. Eventually, she managed to calm down. She looked up at Luna, who had started working on the potion. "Sorry about that," Jane said.

"It's alright," Luna said.

"Are you okay, Jane?" Sasha, one of the other Hufflepuff girls, asked.

Jane nodded, noticing that several of her classmates were looking at her.

Jane's other classes all went better. She did not like Professor Lockhart or Professor Binns, but they were both better than Professor Snape. At least they weren't mean.

Neville and Jane walked along the grounds, looking for a good tree branch.

"So, Ron can't do any magic with his broken wand. Some of the other boys find it funny, but I just find it sad."

"Poor Ron. He probably deserves some consequence for that car thing, but that's pretty severe. Too bad you can't just use any old wand."

"Actually I think you can, it just wouldn't work as well, which gives me an idea."

Once they found a good tree branch, they tossed the ropes of the swings over it. Neville used a charm to tie the ropes to the branch.

Jane sat down on her swing. "So, what's your idea?"

"Well, my Gran has multiple old family wands lying around. Maybe I should write to her to send me one, which I could lend him."

"That's nice," Jane said, as she started swinging.

Days later, Neville opened a package, containing an old wand. He also got a letter.

Dear Neville,

This is the wand of your late Great Uncle Henry. I didn't have a good relationship with him, so I don't care about it that much, but I'm still only reluctantly agreeing to lend it to a twelve-year-old I don't know, who just let his own wand get broken. Be sure you remind him to be careful with it and give it back at the end of the year.

Love,

Gran

That evening, in their dormitory, Neville told Ron and handed him the wand.

Ron smiled and took it. "Thanks, Neville."

The next morning, Neville went up to Jane, at the Hufflepuff table. "I lent him the wand. He was very excited by it."

Jane smiled. "Good," she said.