I had decided that I would tell Harry I knew about him and Thomas.
The only question was: how much would I mess with him before I did?
It was an important question. I would probably never get another chance like this in forever, so I had to make it count. There was a fine art to toying with someone, and, done correctly, I'd be able to look back on it in the years to come and still be able to laugh.
Once I had decided on an attack strategy, I waited for the right moment.
And it was glorious.