Poems I made up

The boy with a scar

It all started with a wand
Flashes of green light filled the tiny room
A baby's cry's could be heard
He's all grown now
Almost 11 to be exact
His hair as dark as a ravens and eyes as green as those sparkling emeralds
Living with the evil humans he calls 'family'
A man as tall as Rapunzals tower told him the truth
And just like that he was in front of a monstrous train
He met the friends that would be with him forever and always
And that my friends is the tale of Harry Potter...the start of his story at least

Authors note: hey! Hope you liked this first chapter. We're you able to guess who I was describing before I said his name??? Have a good day/night. Bye!