So, I have some free time, and instead of starting Revenge of the Mary- Sues early, I opted for this.

Here are the rules:

Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Put iTunes or equivalent media player on random.
3. For each song that plays, write something related to the theme you picked inspired by the song. You have only the time frame of the song: no planning beforehand: you start when it starts, and no lingering afterward; once the song is over, you stop writing. (No fair skipping songs either; you have to take what comes by chance!)
4. Do fifteen of these, then post.

So, here is my attempt at a Harry Potter one.

Bad Romance- Lady Gaga

"Hey, Sirius."

Yeah, Marlene?" He asked the blonde

"How have things been going with your new girlfriend?" she asked.

"Pretty good." He replied, not wanting to get into all that many details of his latest sexual escapades with his ex girlfriend.

"Hmm. That's nice." Replied Marlene, a look of slight triumph on her face

"Hey, if things don't really work out with Madeline, how about I take you out afterwards?" suggested Sirius nervously

"Let's face it, Sirius, we have what one would call a 'bad romance'. We're incompatible"

I Know You Won't- Carrie Underwood

Lately, life had just been going from bad to worse for Lily Evans.

She and Snape had been fighting even more often. He was always talking about how terrible the amount of muggle borns in Hogwarts was, and how Voldemort was certainly going in the right direction when it came to that problem. She couldn't stand it. And when he finally slipped up, she knew that it had to end. No matter how much it hurt her, it just had to end. They were too different.

"I'll stop acting like this, Lily!" said Snape

"Don't worry; I know you won't, Severus."

Let's face it, she was a muggle born and he was death eater in training.

Twisted- Carrie Underwood

She had no idea why she was with him. He could destroy her, and yet put her all back together at the same time. It was complete madness, but she had to love him. No matter how stupid and wrong it seemed.

Everyone tended to tell her that she had chosen the worst of the two boys in her life. Sometimes, life with him was hard, but she he was her everything. It was utter madness, and she would probably never understand it, but so what? She would love him even if it was wrong.

"Hermione? I'm sorry." Came his voice from the door way of their flat

"It's okay, Ron. I still love you."

"Me too."

Hey There Delilah- Plain White Tees

Percy thought about that girl. That strange muggle girl and all of her wacky gadgets that he found so very interesting. Right now, she was gone. She was going on a trip to some city in America. It was called New York, and apparently it was huge.

Percy's new phone rang. After meeting Aubrey, he had gotten one so that she could contact him, His dad had attempted to dismantle it, but he had stopped him.

"Hello?" asked Percy

"Oh, Percy, New York is amazing! Oh, some day we ought to go here together! Wouldn't that be fun?" gushed Aubrey

"Yeah, it would."

How to Save a Life- The Fray

Angelina found George on the roof. She called to him, but he didn't respond. She sat down next to him and touched his arm.

"George, please stop this. I know you miss him. We all do. But really, don't do this. You have to keep going. He would have wanted you to." Said Angelina

"No, you don't know if he would have wanted me to." Replied George

"Well, would you have wanted him to go on?" asked Angelina

"What's that got to do with anything? Losing him killed me. But would it have killed him? Would he have felt dead inside? Like nothing is worth fighting for?" questioned George

"I think Fred would have been mad. He wouldn't have stopped fighting."

"I know. That's why I'm scared. We weren't that alike."

Our Town- James Taylor

The burrow was their little place. It always had been Ever since Arthur had bought it for cheap while she was expecting Bill. They had raised their many children there. They had lived there, loved there, and lost there. And now…

Well, now it was empty. An empty nest.

The days always seemed to start the same. They would get up, get ready, but when they went to prepare breakfast, frying only four pieces of bacon and three eggs, as opposed to the twenty pieces and ten eggs, killed Molly.

But, she reminded her self, there were still grand children to come.

Should Have Said No- Taylor Swift

"It is over! For the love of Merlin, it is over!" she shouted

"Well, why the hell is it just over? What happened? We were happy?" he yelled back

"You know what you did! You should have just said NO!" she screamed, tears beginning to fall

"She was all over me! Besides, we can fix this! The past is the past! Just give me one chance, please." He begged

"I can't! I'll never be able to trust you. If you had just should have said no, then you'd still have me."

He turned to leave.

"Wait!"

"What?" he asked, hope in his eyes?

"Was she worth it?"

"Good bye."

The story of Marlene McKinnon and Sirius Black was over.

Viva La Vida- Coldplay

Voldemort used to rule the world. He struck thousands full of terror.

Now, however, he was less than a ghost. He was barely alive. He had to rely on that idiot, Quirrell, for everything in his life. Just wait, he thought, just wait until you get the stone. Then, you will be free and powerful. And, the Potter boy will be dead.

But that plan failed. And, the diary also failed.

But, he did manage to gain a loyal servant, Wormtail. He was also an idiot.

But this plan, this one would work. He was sure. It just had to.

Under Pressure- Queen and David Bowie

Pressure. Pressure. PRESSURE! So much PRESSURE!

Draco knew he had to succeed. If he didn't, then the results would be terrifying. What would happen to him? He could (and probably would) be killed if he did not succeed in his task. No excuses would help his cause. Nothing could help.

What could he do?

He needed help!

The only person who could possibly help him, though, was one of his sworn enemies.

There was no way he would ask Granger to help him with exams.

Kangaroo Cry- Blue October

Here it was. The final day before he would have to go.

He hated leaving for training, but now he was actually leaving to go and fight Voldemort and the Death Eaters. He knew that it would be hard, but Lily going to have a baby, for the sake of Merlin's great wand hand! Why did he have to go?

Once he got back, though, things were going to be different. He was never ever going to let his precious family go ever again.

"James, I'll miss you." Whispered Lily

"I'll miss you too. So much." Said James

He kissed her on the cheek, and as he set off down the garden path, he waved good bye. She had the saddest look he had ever seen. Except for his own, maybe.

Get off of my Back- Bryan Adams

Well, if they wanted to try and break her, then let them try. She couldn't blab, anyways.

They did everything. The cruciatus curse, included.

They did that one so many times, but she would not let them win.

"Well, Miss Alice Longbottom, do you know where the Dark Lord is?" said that cruel, high voice

"No."

Life is a Highway- Rascal Flatts

The last few months had felt like mere seconds. Life was moving along. And too fast for his liking

Life was a- oh, what was that word again?

He had never paid any attention in muggle studies.

Ernie MacMillan continued to wrack his brains for that word, but things had been so crazy lately that he had forgotten. In less than one month, Voldemort had fallen and he and Susan Bones had been married. Susan would know, he realized.

"Suse? What's that word for that thing muggles drive fast on?" he called

"A highway, dear."

Here I am (End Title)- Bryan Adams

Luna never wished for anything other than her life to be this great.

She was happy. She was always happy. When people teased her, she really didn't hear. She didn't even have to pretend that she didn't care, because she just didn't. When she got friends, that was amazing. She was happier with them, but wouldn't mind all that much if they left her. Sure, she would be a bit sad, but it wouldn't be the end of the world.

She was happy with who she was.

Sometimes, you just had to face the world and say "Here I am."

So, she did.

Wagon Wheel- Old crow Medicine Show

At the anniversary, tears are shed over what could have been

Hermione cries for little Colin Creevey. He could have been so much.

George, Angelina, Katie, and Alicia cry for Fred and for George.

The Weasleys also cry for Fred and his brother, but also for Tonks, Lupin and the son that they never knew.

Bill cries because Fleur has broken his hand.

Fleur cries because she has a daughter and because she missed it.

Oliver didn't cry until he saw Harry. He asked what had even happened to the Firebolt. When he discovered that it was smashed and broken, he began to sob like a baby. Thankfully for his manliness, everyone else was crying too, so only Harry and Katie knew the truth.

All We Are- Matt Nathanson

Life had been good to them.

To all of them.

Not that they could change it if it had been terrible to them. You couldn't erase the past, no matter how much you wanted to.

They each won some. They each lost some.

Although, Oliver would always brag that Harry had only lost once. But, there were dementors, so that doesn't really count.

Harry would blush and usually try to leave, where as Katie would shake her haed and tell her husband to stop being an idiot.

One Hundred Years- Five For Fighting

Arthur and Molly lived to see their great grandchildren. The names of those children, however, were selected horribly. Albus Severus? Really? What were they thinking?

Ron and Hermione lived to give Rose away at her wedding. To a Malfoy. When Ron and Hermione are in a car accident the next weekend, Draco is first to get there. He promises Ron that he will take good care of his daughter.

Draco and Ron never really learned to deal with each other. Same with Hermione and Astoria, though it was much less obvious. But when Hermione and Ron suddenly died, they both cried longer than even Rose and Harry did.

Oliver and Katie got hitched and had four kids. Unlike Harry and Ginny, their names were a bit more creative.

So much could change in just one hundred years.

The End.

Should I continue? I think not.

Review, please.