Here you are guys. The results for the Poll:

If Somebody had told... 1st

Watching A Very Potter Musical 2nd

PERCYtoHARRY 3rd

A Very Potter MSN 4th

So that's the new update list :)

Okay alot of you guys don't like the Fremione and I know alot of you want more Percy Jackson. And this is the beginning of the story line that will get you that ;)

-Huff

"I can't believe you told him." Tom muttered. Fred had just been upstairs accusing them of exactly what they were. Demi Gods.

"I had to! It wasn't like we could just shrug it off!" Percy yelled back.

"You should have denied it…"

"We should have denied it." Percy corrected him.

"Well anyway… I've got something to do. See you later." Tom said, walking out of the Dorm.

"See you." Tom walked down the stairs and out of the portrait hole. He'd promised he'd meet Draco out side the Room of Requirement tonight in approximately four minuets. He rushed along the corridors, careful to evade detection and was soon pulled to the side by a pair of white hands.

"Were you followed?" Draco Malfoy asked.

"No." Tom replied.

"You sure about that?" Draco nodded towards the corner he'd pulled him behind. Tom slowly poked his head out and saw Harry Potter looking around, not sure where he'd gone.

"Get rid of him." Draco pushed Tom out from behind the corner.

"Hi Harry." Tom said cheerfully, walking up to him.

"Hey Tom… Look, about what happened on the train –"
"Mate, I have no idea. I'm sorry, I blacked out… When I woke up you and Malfoy were gone."

"Yeah… I'm talking about the chat you and Malfoy had." Harry replied, his emerald green eyes shining with frustration.

"Oh that… Harry… You can't tell anyone… But Malfoy thinks I'm on his side, so I'm playing along with it. See if I can get any information for Dumbledore or something…" Tom lied.

"Really?" Harry asked suspiciously.

"Really."
"So why are you out?" Harry asked.

"Fancied a stroll… Tough day with Quidditch and what not."
"Ha, yeah. Alright then… Well I'll see you Tom." Harry said. He walked off, once he was out of sight Tom rushed back to Malfoy.

"Hes gone."

"Good, let's get moving." Draco quickly walked over to where Tom knew the Room of Requirement was. They both walked back and forth three times thinking about what they needed most and a door appeared in front of them.

"Time to get to work…" Draco rubbed his hands together and walked into the room with Tom behind him. Little did they know they were being watched by none other then Harry Potter.

"And its time to see what you're up to…" Harry ran quickly to the door and yanked it open. A broom closet.

"I'm going to figure out what you're up to Cameron…" Harry sneered at the wall. After kicking it a few times much to his displeasure he wandered back to the Gryffindor common room.

"Where have you been?" Ron asked. Harry had left Hermione to help Ron with his home work, she didn't look too pleased but it was quite ordinary.

"Malfoy and Cameron have gone into the Room of Requirement…" Harry muttered, sitting down next to the red head.

"Harry I think your seeing things, Camerons a good guy. Not Malfoy." Ron said, writing something down on the parchment.

"I know what I saw… Malfoy and Cameron are in it together… They're Death Eaters…"
"Oh Harry stop it! Voldemort would never let them in. They're only sixteen!" Hermione said, getting annoyed at Harry's suspicions.

"Well hes let them in… And I'm going to figure out what they're up to…" Harry murmured. He reached inside his bag that he had been hauling around for the day and pulled out his Potions Book.

"Oh Harry, I thought you had gotten rid of that!"

"Not likely, with that book he's even better at Potions then you are Hermione." Ron laughed, crossing something out.

"You're cheating Harry." Harry distantly heard Hermione say. He wasn't listening; he was to intent on reading the Half Blood Prince's book. He turned the page and saw a word in the top corner in ink. Sectrumsempra. For enemies.

"I'll have to try that out…" Harry thought.

"Hi Ron." A shrill voice said. Harry looked up and saw Lavender Brown.

"Er – Hi Lavender." Ron said, not paying attention. When he finally looked up he jumped backwards almost onto Hermione lap. Lavender was staring at him intently, startling him.

"Erm – Do you want something Lavender?" Ron asked.

"Oh… Can I borrow a quill?"

"Er… Sure." Ron passed her a quill. She slowly walked away still staring at him.

"She's barmy…" Ron murmured. Harry sniggered that Ron hadn't caught on to the obvious, though he noticed Hermione's expression. She looked like she was between laughter and sadness.

"Barmy…" She mumbled.

"Hello everyone. I see Lavenders been over, it smells of her horrible perfume that she bought from Fred and George…" Ginny walked over and sat on down next to Harry.

"Now you mention it, it does smell awful." Harry laughed.

"Your turning into Hermione you are. Reading books all the time." Ron said, looking from Harry to Hermione.

"There's nothing wrong with some light reading Ronald." Hermione closed the book she was reading and pulled another, even larger one out of her bag.

"Light?" Ron scoffed.

"So Harry. Have you found out who the Half Blood Prince is yet?" Ginny asked. Harry looked up at her, shocked she knew about the book.

"Who told you?" He asked.

"Hermione. So have you?" Harry gave Hermione the death glare before replying with a simple

"No."

"Aren't you even curious?" Hermione asked.

"Well yes –"
"Then why don't we go to the Library –"
"Hermione lay off him. He doesn't care…" Ron said, shielding Harry from the wrath of Madam Prince.

"Well he should care! That book might be dangerous!" Hermione yelled. Luckily the Common Room was empty now; everyone had gone up to their dormitories for sleep.

"Ooooh, there's a spell hidden inside the binding ooooh!" Ron mocked. Hermione hit her massive book over his arm and walked upstairs, obviously angry with him.

"I'll go talk to her…" Ginny got up and followed her upstairs.

"The lot of them, they're all mental." Ron murmured, sinking further into the armchair he was sitting in.

"Now that, I can agree with." Laughed Harry.

"So Harry, what –"Ron stood up, forgetting about his homework on his lap and it fell onto the floor, rolling into the fire.

"Good luck Ron." Harry murmured, pointing towards the parchment that was shrivelling up in the flames.

"Snapes going to kill me…" Ron mumbled, trying to get what was left of the parchment out of the fire. He finally extracted a small bit that had a little drawing on it. Harry edged round to see what it was but Ron stuffed it in his pocket.

"What was that?" Harry asked.

"Nothing." Ron replied hastily.

"We'll carry this conversation on in the morning," Harry chuckled standing up. "I'm going to bed, see you. I think you should get to work on your homework Ron." Ron scowled as Harry walked upstairs. He slowly got undressed and into his warm four poster bed. He tried to get to sleep but nothing helped, he was too busy thinking about Malfoy and Cameron and what they were doing in the Room of Requirement…