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[quinton e. harper]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 380px; border-left: 20px solid #7a9aa9; background-image:url(http://i583.photobucket.com/albums/ss279/legendskseeker/fk5qwnjpg.png); padding-left: 10px; padding-bottom: 20px;] Senseless Denial, We spun like birds on fire right down towards the residence and i I took all that I desired even crooks have to pay the rent We swam like rats on fire right, right down the reservoir We took all that we could carry but we tried to carry more the dating scene wasn't something that was entirely new to quinton harper. in fact, he'd been on the scene far longer than a lot of his peers had, if only because he was half-veela and girls were naturally attracted to him. everyone knew who he was, what he was doing. it was no secret that quinn had a reputation as a heartbreaker; that much was common knowledge around the university, and around the world as far as quinn was concerned. which, for what it was worth, really wasn't all that much. quinn was undoubtably closest to marley, his twin, but beyond that he and ellery had an odd sort of bond that none of the rest of the siblings had. it was an odd bond, but it was there regardless. weirdly enough, quinn's middle name was ellis, which sounded incredibly similar to ellery. quinn didn't think about it all that often, but when he did he had to admit that it was interesting. he had quite a few things in common with the eldest harper, though neither of them would admit it, and for different reasons. ellery would say that she was the best regardless, and none of them could compare to her; quinn hated being compared to anyone, let alone his siblings who were in constant competition with one another, whether they actually realized it or not. there was a thing about being absolutely flawless -- once you recognized that you weren't the only stunning one in your family, you begin to aim higher, trying to better yourself more than your competition. it seemed petty, considering that one of those siblings was his own twin sister, but that's just how it was. naturally, he was less competitive when it came to marley and himself, but trying to be better than everyone else wasn't just a harper thing -- it was a quinn thing. and now that his mind was frequently invaded with thoughts of a forbidden crush, he found it even harder to keep up. in reality, quinn had nothing to worry about. he was half-veela, for merlin's sake. he could have any girl he wanted, with the exception of one and frequently did. quinn was never disrespectful -- his parents had taught him that much in life. he was entirely spoiled, never to know the true meaning of a dollar or....sickle, but that hardly mattered. he would never have to worry about money; his parents had plenty of that to go around. had he been more globally-aware, he might have offered to assist those without. but he was a harper, and he was entirely stuck in his ways. quinn had it easy, and that's the way he wanted it to stay. adalynn wouldn't have enjoyed seeing the selfish side of him, but he couldn't ignore it and pretend that it wasn't there. he often did things for himself without much consideration for anyone else, and it wasn't that big of a deal to him. it came with the territory of being who he was, and it was a compromise that both parties agreed to beforehand. no worries, no commitment. which is exactly how quinn wanted it to be. pulling a button-up shirt on, quinn raised his wand to his hair and dried it. two shoes and a pair of jeans later, quinn exited his dormitory, winking towards a group of girls that just happened to look his way as he passed by. typically, quinn went to the local restaurant for all of his 'dates', but this time was an exception. he had met said girl a week beforehand, and after a short conversation in advanced charms, he was taking her to nitro. it was a far cry from what he was used to, but quinn was always ready for a change. he quickly apparated to the club, smiling as he walked up behind the girl he knew was his date. "well, aren't you stunning," he added as he snaked his arm around her waist. quinn glanced forward towards the door, then glanced back at the girl. "ready?" COMPLETELY OPEN TO ANY GIRL WHO NEEDS A HOT DATE. <3

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[kya s. wesson]

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[quinton e. harper]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 380px; border-left: 20px solid #7a9aa9; background-image:url(http://i583.photobucket.com/albums/ss279/legendskseeker/fk5qwnjpg.png); padding-left: 10px; padding-bottom: 20px;] Senseless Denial, We spun like birds on fire right down towards the residence and i I took all that I desired even crooks have to pay the rent We swam like rats on fire right, right down the reservoir We took all that we could carry but we tried to carry more dating. this was what Quinn Harper did best. some might have said that this was his playing field; he didn't care much about the way people looked at it. either way, he had a pattern of behavior that many men envied. he had a date every day of the week, and his calendar was full up until the next month. the strangest thing was, girls really didn't mind anymore that they were on a running list of women that he was dating. every now and then, one of them would make the cut, and they'd date for a few weeks. that was the only time that Quinn wouldn't date other girls; any time aside from that, his calendar was full. as terrible as any other guy with a heart might have felt, Quinn had convinced himself that it was for the best. had he lived according to how he really felt, they would have never let him live it down. besides, Marley would know that something was up if Quinn stopped being Quinn all of a sudden. if and when that happened, she'd know for sure that something was off... and knowing Marley, it wouldn't take her too long to get the truth out of him. even now, he was living day-to-day scared to death that she already knew the truth. and worrying that much about your twin, who knew everything that there was to know about you... well, it was a bit unnerving. and Adalynn wasn't giving in anytime soon, which left Quinn to do what he did best: flirt and date other girls. tonight had been reserved for a girl that was surprisingly older than Quinn, but was stunning nonetheless. well, that was a given -- Quinn Harper didn't date anything less than stunning. he was the George Clooney of the wizarding world (as far as he was concerned, anyway) and tonight's feature was Kya Wesson, a gorgeous red-head who just happened to work at nitro, where he typically went when he wasn't tied down with a date. nitro was the place to be for a lot of university students, especially on friday night. on most dates, Quinn would have taken a girl to Renalto restaurant, or even the cafe located in Diagon Alley, but tonight was different. Kya was different... in a good way. but that hadn't stopped Quinn from dressing as he typically did, with a traditional button-up shirt and jeans. different girls didn't exactly mean that he had to stop being his typical self, did it? he certainly didn't think so. but then again, nothing could change Quinn Harper. nothing could change a Harper in general; Ellery was a prime example of how stubborn they came. Quinn grinned as he snaked his arm around Kya's waist, pleased that she replied as quickly as she did. "well then, we must be one hot item." and they most certainly were, in his opinion. Kya was one of the most beautiful girls he'd taken out in a while, and despite the rumors, he always treated women with respect. Kya was certainly no exemption; if anything, he felt more obliged to act like a gentleman around her. Quinn raised an eyebrow as the man removed the rope so they could go inside. merlin, he hadn't even had to step forward to say anything.... now, that was attractive. Marley would have rolled her eyes at him for saying something like that, but Quinn thought it admirable that Kya held her own in any situation. as they stepped inside, Quinn leaned towards her, attempting to be heard over the music that was blasting through the place. "would you rather drink or dance, m'lady?" a boyish grin spread across his lips, his arm still snaked around her waist. TAG: KYA. BLAHH, SORRY IT'S NOT THAT GREAT. NEXT ONE WILL BE BETTER. <3

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