Helga brushed her hand against the girl's skin as she moved to cover her with some blankets. Her hands returned and rested there, and then she hung her head in defeat. "Marpessa, this girl is dead, it seems whatever injured her, it has poisoned her fatally..." She said solemnly. She looked back up at the child's face, which looked bruised and veiny. Her skin was so pale anyway, and her hair dark and long. She was going to be a proper witch. Free of the persecution that faced her as her magical powers became more evident in the Muggle world she came from. She was supposed to be safe here, at Hogwarts.
"We have failed to protect her." Helga sobbed. She covered the small body with the blanket and buried her face in her hands. "We cannot even stay safe within our own walls. What has begun here? What have we done?"