Quinn had just been sitting around in the Room, picking at the Eden's nail polish on his fingers, when he heard a commotion outside. His ears perked up and he looked towards the door.

This is it, he thought, they've finally decided to do away with us. I should've done more to escape—

And then, the Professors burst in, wands in hand, and told everyone that now was the time to run. And Quinn had no hesitations. He rushed over to Professor Recard and retrieved his wand; it felt good to finally have it back in his hands.

"Professor, what's going on? Are we taking on the Alliance? How can I help?" While Quinn very much didn't want to die, he wanted to take down the Alliance even more. A fire was lit inside of him—he was going to show them what a Muggleborn was capable of.