A/N: I still don't own Harry Potter
This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Insane Prompt challenge: 631 – Quote:Your mind is a powerful thing. When you fill it with positive thoughts, your life will start to change. – Unknown
Word Count: 409
Dudley stared at the boy sitting across the table from him. Harry looked pale and tired. His eyes kept closing and his hair looked a mess. It was usually a mess, but today it looked worse. Not that he really cared, but in a way... he sort of did. He heard what Harry had done finally explained.
How Harry had saved his soul. He hadn't even realized he had a soul. What exactly was a soul? Either way, Harry had saved his by using that stupid wand. No. Dudley realized he needed to stop thinking like that. Magic had saved his life, well, his soul. Maybe it wasn't all bad, but it was really scary. If Harry could do all those things, what would he do to Dudley? No, Harry had saved his soul, that meant, maybe he didn't hate him? Maybe Harry wasn't all bad.
A small part of him felt a little guilty about having tormented Harry for long. He'd made his cousin's life a living hell and then Harry had saved him! The thought of something so selfless struck him deep. The thought that Harry had put his own life in danger to save Dudley's soul was an incredible thought.
The pair finished breakfast and went their separate ways. Harry back to his room to do whatever it was he did. Dudley realized he didn't even know if his cousin had any hobbies. He was pretty sure he had friends from his school. The thought occurred to him that maybe Harry was lonely being back here, with just Dudley.
He wanted to do something nice for Harry, maybe show him he was sorry for these last fifteen years. He remembered Harry had mentioned drinking tea at his strange school. No one else was around, mum was out gossiping and his father was at work. Dudley found the kettle and set it up, waiting for the whistle to let him know it was done.
He found the tea, on the top shelf of a cabinet. He carried the cup and saucer to Harry's door. He paused. Harry was really powerful with magic, what if he had decided he wanted to make Dudley pay for how he'd been treated. Dudley frowned before setting the cup on the floor. Harry would find it next time he came out to use the loo. Dudley scampered away, still slightly afraid of his cousin, but hoping Harry would accept his peace offering.