Me: This is based on two new stories I've dreamed up! Both are fem!Harry from birth, but only cuz...idk...anyway, one story is where Harriet "Harry" Potter is a painter and paints for money while living with the Dursley's. She earns money to get a bus ticket, but Sirius (he's gonna live, but not adopt her...possibly), Lupin, and for some reason Snape come fetch her for Hogwarts, she shows them she is very tomboyish and can take a punch and keep on rolling!

Doombour: Hoorah!

Me: :D Now, Hailey Potter ( i know but...) had been in an accident when she was 4 which caused her nerves to stop sending messages to her brain. Now, she cannot feel. She is depressive and mean, but can be sweet at times. When Snape had said she's "just another Potter" she glared at him and stated "I don't know how to do pottery, but I sure as Hell ain't no one's puppet."

Doombour: Oooh!

Me: So...the 50 themes will be from both universes and seperated with a space. I'll do 10 at a time until we reach 50 or until nobody likes it anymore. So...BEGIN!

1. Music

Ever since Harry had started her painting job, she had her radio tuned to country and yanked up high. It was an unusual day you didn't see the black ponytail swishing to the beat, a soft voice lilting ever so slightly, her paintbrush flying across the canvas. Music was her love, and painting, her passion.

Hailey couldn't remember the last time she had heard music without it echoing. The hospital at night was too quiet, and in the mornings she couldn't because she had tests, so many tests. When insomnia struck, she sat upon the roof, paying no mind to the rocks probably digging in her thighs, singing ever so slightly, "I am on top of the roof, now I fall~ I never see the sunlight, let me down~"

2. Freedom

For Harry, freedom meant her paintings, her sculptures, her music. She could dance in the gardens of her clients, and feel the wind. Freedom meant a bus ride out of town forever.

For Hailey, freedom meant finally feeling rain on her skin, getting burnt by the sun, shivering in the cold. Freedom meant getting out of the hospital.

3. Bound

Harry felt bound at home, with her Aunt criticizing every little move, her Uncle slapping her harshly if an error was made, her cousin ignoring her. Mostly, she felt bound in her little cupboard, where she could hardly breathe.

Hailey felt bound in her bed. It just encouraged people to feel pity, the doctor to run tests, the nurses asking if she was ok every minute. Mostly, she felt bound when she stared at the rain pounding on her window, knowing she could never feel rain nor cry like the clouds.

4. Friends

Harry's one true friend consisted of Max, a neighborhood kid who suffered abuse at the hands of his father, who loved his mother more than anything. She paid him after each and every one of her paintings, even though he sometimes refused. He also brought her food, which brought him up even more in her book.

Hailey's friends were the ones she had met at 4, the ones to suffer a similar fate at the hands of the people who made her not-feel. There was Rin and Sin, the twins. Sin had been the eldest, therefore the more protective, but she had fallen into a coma after the incident, and Rin was now protective while Sin, who had woken up after a month, had fallen into a submissive position of a more girly girl. Rin cut her hair whiled Sin had braided hers. Jakob was her buddy, her brother. He had a very bad hit on the head; now he can't remember anything past that day, but they are still friends, even if Hailey notices how Jakob looks at Sin, and how Rin growls at Jakob when he does.

5. First Meetings

When Harry had first met Snape, Sirius and Remus, she had mistaken them for Max, and had called out, "You brought the Cream Paint, right?" When Remus had said, "No ma'am." she had tripped over a can of her last blue paint. Snape quirked his lip while Sirius outright laughed. Her green eyes filled with tears at tripping, but she smiled anyway.

When Hailey first met Snape, she had ran smack into him. He had said "Stupid girl." She shot back "At least I'm not standing in the middle of the hallway like a bat out of a f'ing cave!" She ran off before she saw him glance at her green eyes and scar.

6. Pets

Harry had walked out of the wand shop, happy but curious. Her wand had given her own scar? She forgot all about it when she saw the snow-white owl Sirius held, his eyes glinting in joy like her own. "Oh my gosh! You guys! You'll have to keep her cause the Dursley's won't let me keep her, but she's so pretty!"

Hailey walked out of the wand shop, looking at her wand. Maybe Snape would explain it all later. She looked up as she noticed an owlery. He noticed her gaze and sighed. "You are allowed ONE owl, toad or cat." When she bought the snowy owl and named her Hedwig, she looked at him. "This is my first pet. How do I take care of her?"

7. Snow

Harry glanced up from her homework with Luna. Luna sighed. "Isn't the snow pretty?" Harry huffed. She had loved painting snow crystals, but they were so hard to catch. When Luna turned up the next day covered in snow, showing Harry a perfect crystal, Harry cried. No one had given her such a gift...ever.

Hailey stood as the snow fell around her. She couldn't feel it, but it was nice to be out here...alone. Draco marched up to her and said, "Hailey." Hailey hummed. "You know...you'll catch a cold." Hailey shrugged. Even though she had the flu the next week, it was worth it...to see the snow.

8. Heart

Harry had made a painting of a heart once. It had a lenght of rose thorns around it, as if a barrier, with it's reflection in a pool of water of itself but no rose thorns. Above the heart, she wrote her favorite saying: "We don't build barriers to keep other's out; we build them to see who cares enough to break them down.

Hailey knew how a heart worked; all those years in a hospital taught her nursing skills. 4 chambers; routes of veins; CPR; but they never teach you that when you see someone you had once trusted turn their back on you, it would break so badly and completly that no tape could put it back together.

9. Flight

Harry laughed as she flew through the wind, her hair flowing behind her. She never felt so free! Quidditch was good for this much, she thought!

Hailey glanced up as Draco caught the snitch, her classmates cheering. How could something so simple be so...fun to them?

10. Pain

Harry hated pain. She sometimes had a broken leg thanks to Uncle Vernon, or a broken Left Arm, but he would never touch her drawing arm. Still, pain shot through her body like a bolt of lightning. How could Masochists love this, she thought as she popped her shoulder back in place.

Hailey loved pain. She couldn't feel it, but knew it had to hurt. She's tried suicide before, never succeeded. She pushed a nail through her foot; she left bloody footprints through the hospital. She tried to fly off the roof. Now she knows it was the magic healing her; not her will to heal. She hated that; why wouldn't they just let her die?

Me: Ok, so...well...so far?

Doombour: Review!

Me: Review and here's a quiz!

Which House is Harry in and which House is Hailey in? If you see the hints I've left you, then you should get it! If you get it right I'll...write anything you want! Like, a theme or a short story, k?