Harry lay on his bed thinking; he was going out to night and had to get out the house by 10 to get there and at this moment he was planning what to wear. Using the freaky business is how he gets clothes he can control it now, well most of it he knew all about magic and diagon alley. Slowly rising and pressing a glass bottle to his lips and drank a few mouthfuls he closed his eyes of the burn of the whiskey. His alarm clock started to buzz the night had started. Now standing he turned of the alarm clock and walked to the small wardrobe which was brimming with clothes, not all coming legally and picked out to things that would suit tonight it was his 11th birthday of course so he went slightly flashy. Pulling of his loose t-shirt that he wore in the house he pulled on a black ripped t-shirt and pulled on a pair of red skinnies. Grabbing a pair of converse and red and black gloves he went to the mirror to deal with the rest, brushing his hair slowly as it went down to the middle of his back was a chore. Tying a leather band around his and placing in his numerous piercing was fun though in total he had 7 lobe piercings I helix and in the other ear in the cartilage above his ear and one in the lobe there was a dragon connecting the two.
Putting on his shoes he walked out his door and down the stairs and through the front. Meeting up with his friends around the corner was fun they chatted and joked, acting like they weren't all 15-17 whereas he was there age and not 11 as it was his birthday. Walking past the park and to the nightclub was a laugh to day a family of red heads were walking the other way and they moved out of the way for them, though anyone would six fifteen and seventeen year olds walking to wards you and dressed completely ion black some with a few scars that they got in a couple fights anyone would walk on the other side of the road.
They laugh at one of the things that the only girl in the group said her name was Rosy, not that that was her real name, that was one of the rules don't give your real name. Someone could hear it and tell police or another gang and they come to your family. In there group there were 5 boys ages ranging from the youngest 1 week away from his 15 and the oldest 1 month away from his 18th. There was Fang he was the oldest and the co-leader of the gang at the moment there leader was in a hospital somewhere. There gang was the frozen wolves they always had the same uniform since the 19th century and the same masks since the 1990. So they people changed but not the message, 'lock your doors wolves are about' there's a whole wall with that on Harry painted that on in 2007 when he was 9, he got caught that was the first out of many convictions, shoplifting, vandalism, burglary normally they just had to pay for the damage or whatever.
The next oldest in a dude called chaos he's just turned 17. Then there's crimson he's 16 he was Harry first boyfriend he knew he was gay for a while since he was 6-8 the kids didn't get it and so he was bullied there parents saying they didn't went there children near him while changing that what's made him come to the gang they gave him revenge, revenge for all the beatings some off the teachers ignored because they thought he deserved it the pain the torture of not having friends. The youngest are twins there names are fox and hound, that's the group.