He couldn’t help but be furious with himself - he’d been so wrapped up romancing Draco that he’d lost focus on what truly mattered right now. Even with the potion and the wands (that they hadn’t even had time to test yet), they were nowhere near a plan to retrieve the ring - they hadn’t even discussed it in weeks. They’d been too busy living the old life they’d been thrust into that they’d drifted ever further from pursuing their original goal. But no more. They needed to focus - they needed to plan. But any time Harry tried to think of what they could do, his mind was empty of ideas, short of apparating to the Gaunt’s shack and winging it, but that could come with all kinds of consequences. The kind the Ministry would jump on him immediately for.