But this year would prove interesting, and Harry was looking forward to it because only one person out of the whole house could rule over The Knights as well as everyone. The Acting Prince answered to no one inside Slytherin except the Head of House, they were only called "Acting’ unless they were of Slytherin blood, although even those with Slytherin blood still had proved themselves to their peers of being worth their respect and allegiance in a duel. But the last Acting Prince; Hyland Anks had graduated last year, leaving the spot open. Tonight after the feast and before bed, there would be a spectacular duel in the common room for it, Harry had his suspicions on who would take the crown this year and he couldn’t wait to see it in action. His musing was interrupted when he noticed, out of the corner of his eye, that Fred was watching him intensely, blushing he gave a small smile, Fred grinned and gave a subtle wink before going back to laughing and joking with George and Lee. Tilting his head to the right he noticed something strange at the Gryffindor table. "Hermione" he whispered lowly gaining the attention of the Cambions. "Potter and Weasel aren’t here," he said nodding his head across the room. "Where are they?" Draco asked from his right. "Who knows, they could be anywhere" Blaise shrugged. "The Potter’s look worried" Hermione murmured, as one, Harry, Draco, Blaise, and Theo turned to stare at James and Lily Potter who were whispering with Albus Dumbledore, terror on Lily’s face. Then suddenly she snapped at James and stormed off, most likely to look for her wayward son, but surprisingly James stayed behind to watch the sorting of his only daughter. "No subtlety at all," she said shaking her head. "I don’t think they know the meaning of the word" Daphne giggled. "So boy wonder and his sidekick are missing," Harry said almost giddy with ideas of what could’ve happened to the Gryffindors. "I doubt it is anything as disgusting as you are imagining," Hermione said popping the bubble Harry had created for himself. "You don’t know that it was disgusting" he defended. "What was it then?" she asked, daring him to lie his way out of it.