*Dorien came stumbling into the entrance hall, the new born clutched in his arms. He was covered in blood and shirtless, his shirt wrapped around the baby. He didn't know what to do. He had just found out that Cecelia was dead and he had been left with their baby....he had no way of knowing how to raise it or what to do to get it to stop shaking. He was scared, grief stricken, and lost. He looked around the empty hall in the dark silence for anyone that could help*

*The corridor was empty but for a small tortie shell cat prancing around. It was one of the perks of being an animagus, being able to walk around the school at night and not get in trouble for it because you don't get caught. Brilliant, really. Melanie-the-cat stopped right where she was when she saw someone enter the corridor holding something. Her ears were back and her stance firm. She would recognize that face any day; it was hard to miss. Something was dripping from him, and he was holding a bundle in his arms. Melanie was scared to death, knowing Dorien for what he was. The fact that he was a "vegetarian" vampire did not help matters at the moment, since, if he was in fact on a very strange, slightly controlled killing spree, she would probably be dead in a second. The worst part was that he looked extremely disturbed. That's what sparked Melanie's need to help him. She started sprinting towards him, transforming back into her human form when she was halfway to him. Her clothes were messy, as was her hair (stupid first years kept petting her). She was pale white, but nothing compared to the shade of Dorien's color. She looked absolutely horrified.*

Melanie:"Dorien, what's wrong? Are you...alright?" *She still stayed a few feet away from him, even though it was a completely useless safety precaution.*



~Mel

"Melanie!" *Dorien said, stumbling foward towards her* "I need your help......Cecelia Ferrari had her baby...well, our baby...but she's dead,,,she died, they dragged her body into the forest....but the baby's alive, and she won't stop shaking and I don't know what to do." *He was soeaking extreamly fast since he didn't know what to do and he was obviously upset from being with cecelia when her soul discorperated ((ugh, now I'm thinking of pet semetary. great.)) and from having a scared cold new born in his arms* "Her name's Bianca....she's two days old...I need help..."

*It was a lot to take in in a short amount of time. Stupid fast talking vampires, it was a miracle she could understand. She went through a huge amount of emotions in a very short amount of time, and when he was done speaking, it was unclear which she felt. An expression of complete hopelessness was on her face. She felt so horrible for him...and Cecelia...and the baby. As she realized what Dorien needed her to do, she visibly relaxed.*
Melanie:"Relax, Dorien, it's okay now, the baby's safe." *her voice was soft and calming, though she knew she had to act quick.*"Hand her to me, love, I'll help her."

*She stepped closer to him, waiting for him to hand the baby to her. She glanced through the blankets at her and she instantly felt horrible again. The poor baby....*




~Mel