Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. If I did, this would be published as a book, not written online.
This is my preview of a new story idea I had. Let me know if it is any good. If so, I'll continue it.
Bolts of lightning flashed and illuminated the ever-darkening sky. Below the chaos, sat Harry Potter, in a barren field, ignoring it all. At the tender age of 4, Harry knew that he was too young o survive on his own. But despite the odds, he had done it for 6 years now. Now that he was approaching the age of 10, he knew that things were going to start changing.
The gangs around town had started noticing it. They usually ignored the youngsters; a test, to see if they could survive on their own. If they survived into double digits, gangs started recruiting kids for their skills. Harry himself was very skilled. He was a pickpocket like no other, he knew how to repair and heal some injuries, and he was extremely fast. But Harry knew that just about all street kids had those skills. No, what made Harry special was his magic.
Ever since he could remember, Harry could do amazing things, such as float objects or make things appear. It's one of the reasons that he survived so long. But it also meant that he was targeted by many gangs, all hoping to gain Harry, and with his, his powers. Harry hoped that he could fight them all off. He liked living by himself. But he knew that was a lost cause. So he went in search of the best gang out there. And the best was a gang called Dagger.
Each member of Dagger was unique. Chuck was the gang leader, and he was a big, bulky teenager with amazing knife skills, hence the name Dagger. Alyssa was second-in-command, and she was the best teen you could ever find when it came to healing. There wasn't anything she couldn't fix; from scrapes to bones alike, Alyssa could mend it. She would help almost any street kid, for a price. Shawn was the last of the three, but certainly not the weakest. He was the fastest 12-year-old around, and could find his way out of any situation. Be it a fight or just being lost, Shawn was one of the smartest street kids out there.
Harry decided that this group would be perfect for him, if they decided to recruit him. Standing up, he made his way towards his dumpster in town, to get a little rest before his birthday tomorrow.