Harry made up his mind. When Tom came over on Saturday he’d speak to him about it. Or maybe just kiss him. It would depend how brave he was feeling. Either way, by lunch on Saturday, he’d have confirmation one way or the other. He’d either be romantically involved with Tom Riddle for real, or they’d remained engaged as platonic business partners. Fear gave way to excitement, and Harry bit his lip as he imagined the possibilities of their future.