Neville had rushed to St. Mungo's upon the notice to come, that Minerva was there - hastily penning a note to Hannah as well and fighting a roiling guilt storm in his belly. Yes of course he'd promised he'd be there for his family, of course he did; but this job and everything that was expected of him.... gods, stupid man.
A mediwitch approached him and he was slightly frantic, of course. "May I see her now? Please?" He saw the room she had come from and took a couple quick steps but was stopped by an arm on his shoulder. "What is it? What's happened then that I can't see her?"
"You can see her sir. Your daughter was bitten. By a vampire and subsequently, has become one."
"What? Where in the hell would she even have been going to encounter vampires?" That was said more to himself as he was directed into her room. As soon as he saw his daughter though, pale as she was and the unmistakable two red puncture marks on her neck, Neville went just as pale and went to her side immediately. "Oh Gods Minerva.... " was all he said when he hugged his child and stroked her hair, wondering how this happened. "Are you in any pain love?" He tried his hardest not to show his but he was more concerned with her, and how this could've happened.