Disclaimer: I'm not J K Rowling if I was would I be writing this, answer no.

Chapter 1

When Harry turned five, Vernon Dursley decided that the boy was old enough to pay for all his freakiness he had caused over the past three years. He also figured that he could beat the freakiness out of him.

Harry woke up that morning like any other morning. He was given his five minutes in the bathroom to shower, change, and went to the bathroom for the only time that day. He made breakfast: Eggs, bacon, and toast. He normally would get one piece of toast whole Dudley would get as much as he wanted. When Harry went for the toast his hand was swatted at as if it was a bug.

"Boy you're not having breakfast go to your room." Vernon told Harry.

Harry did what he was told and waited in his "room" for a half an hour. The door opened and Vernon Dursley began to take off his belt. "Boy this is for all the freakiness you have done over the years. Take your shirt off."

Harry did as he was told and was whipped and kicked for an hour and then locked in his room. His arm was broken and had blood coming from everywhere on his body. Harry couldn't think straight couldn't sleep but suddenly he realized he wasn't in the cupboard anymore.

"Who are you? What are you doing in my room?" Asked a scarred girl

"I'm Harry and I don't know where I am." Harry barely was able to get out

"I'm Ginny. Why are you hurt?" She said while walking towards him

When Ginny touched Harry, he was healed but when Ginny jumped back his pain came back. She unknowingly grabbed his hand and the pain went away again. They both became extremely tired and fell asleep holding hands.

While they slept they saw each other's memories and felt like they've known each other their entire life. When they woke up they felt the most refreshed they've ever felt in their life.

Poor Harry he's been treated like dirt and beaten by his only family Ginny thought.

"Its ok Ginny I've met you and now I have a friend"

"Wait how did you know what I was thinking?"

"I don't know I just heard you say at." Harry said. This is really strange.

"It really is strange Harry"

"I think we can hear each other's thoughts. Let's give it a shot." Ginny you're my one and only friend. You mean more to me than my family.

"Harry I could hear your thoughts. We can communicate whenever we want."

At that moment Harry returned to his room in Privet Drive. Ginny can you hear.

I can hear you Harry but I have to go eat dinner.

Bye Ginny.

Harry fell asleep that night happy that he made a friend and finally felt like he belonged somewhere.

A/N I promise the chapters get longer over time and I apologize for the shortness. I also apologize for any grammar mistakes. I'm well aware that this story is probably pretty bad but please review a simple "this is good" would make me beyond happy and help me update faster.