Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling. I'm just playing in her world.
A/N: I kind of like this one ^.^
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Title: Waste of Space
Summary: "I don't think you're a waste of space."
Genre: Family
Rating: K+
Warning: N/A
Pairing/Character: Harry, Dudley
Word Count: 302
When I was younger, I always thought that Harry was horrible, a waste of time, worthless. Before he went to that magic school, I always wanted him gone. But when he did go, when I didn't see him for eleven months, I was so bored. So lonely. I even started wishing that he was back at home, so I could tease him and annoy him.
Eventually, however, that need to have him back home stopped existing just for the sole purpose of annoying him. I started wanting him back, just so he could be there. It was insane that I didn't want him for a punch bag any more, but it was true. I just wanted him at home because the place felt so empty without him.
But still, I was a wimp – I couldn't bring myself to tell him that I didn't want to be mean to him any more, so I continued bullying him and making his life living hell. It was stupid of me, but I did it.
And now, here we stood, saying goodbye. We – the Dursleys – were being moved to a safe house, and Harry was going to fight for the greater good. It made me feel like a coward, running into hiding while my cousin went off to safe the world. But I knew it had to happen and so I kept my mouth shut.
A line Harry said struck me, however, about him being a waste of space. I couldn't leave it at that; I couldn't watch him leave, thinking I hated his very existence. I was barely aware that I was saying it, barely registered my mouth forming the words.
"I don't think you're a waste of space."
A/N: Dudley was so cute in Deathly Hallows; I couldn't not write about it ^.^
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