"Snape told me," he said shortly, trying to keep his voice steady, "Fuck.  Fuck, Draco. What are we going to do?" when Draco didn’t immediately answer him, Harry felt himself begin to spiral, "We were meant to destroy the ring, and then there would only be me to worry about. But- but now! How are we meant to destroy the ring with him protecting it? What are we going to do if he decides to hide it again?  How would we ever find it?!"