I've wanted to write something like this for a time now, my English is not the best so there might be some spelling mistakes and bad grammar.
Harry Potter and the green.
Harry Potter wasn't like the other kids and he knew it, strange things always seemed to happen around him. Like the time when Harry changed his maths teacher's hair blue or how his hair grew back after aunt Petunia cut all of it off, though it didn't help that they always shouted at him after he had done something that wasn't considered normal.
Harry is living at his aunt and uncles house since his parents had died in a car crash, at least that's what aunt Petunia told Harry when he asked, according to her they were good for nothing drunks and that the world was much better without them in it. Harry didn't think his life was too bad, out of all the work he had to do Harry found himself enjoying cooking and gardening more than the other tasks.
Even though he got punished sometimes his aunt and uncle never hit him, they only sent him to his cupboard and later assigned him more daunting tasks.
Some days Harry heard Vernon complain about those superheroes on tv, and how aliens shouldn't be allowed to live on the planet, Harry didn't know what to think about the heroes and villains on tv since all they seemed to do was fight and cause destructions while the heroes always seemed to win.
A summer day when Harry was about to turn nine his cousin had a sleepover with some of his friends including Piers Polkiss and after some games of Harry hunting which they had cleverly named the game where they snuck up on harry and pushed him, harry decided to leave for a while so he didn't have to endure their torment.
After walking a while in the park in little whinging while thinking about how the teachers didn't seem to care how his cousin was bullying him and how he always seemed to be punished since they thought he was a disturbed kid, and how he wished they would just leave him alone heard some twigs snap behind him, he felt something collide with his head and just before he lost conscious, he thought "God damnit".
Well that was my first attempt on a story, I'll try to update soon it might take a week or two, and I'll also try to make it longer.
I will probably have a better description, but this story is new and will be improved.