Mortals Meet Demigods and One-Shots (No Mist)

Tristan McLean

Hi Guys! In this One-Shot, TOA never happened. Jason is still alive and is dating Piper and Pipers dad never fell from stardom. Also Harry Potter co-exists with PJO in this world. I've been playing around with 3rd person POV in an attempt to improve my writing. Enjoy!

" Tristan over here! " Screeched a pale faced reporter, shoving a microphone into the direction of the movie star, her short platinum curls bouncing as she did.  

" No over here! " Called another, pushing to the front of the crowd.

Shouts erupted shortly after, herds of fans and reporters all trying to get in a word with the Hollywood heartthrob. Questions were thrown into the air, microphones shoved in general directions as no one could see over towering crowds. Protests were heard as elbows were thrown, everyone trying to make it to the front. People stood at the sidelines, phones already out, intently listing for any juicy gossip or easily twistable words.

And Tristan McLean stood in the middle of the chaos. Although he was quite used to the crowds of fans and reporters by now, he couldn't say he enjoyed it. Acting was his passion and stardom came with a price. As he became acutely aware of the microphones being shoved in his face, the sound of the roaring crowd buzzing through his ears, the famous movie star was only firmly aware of one thing. After a very long year at summer camp, Piper was coming home and had promised to attend his latest movie premier. Although she was running a little late and he had hoped to walk in with her, Tristan figured he would be caught up here for awhile.

His train of thought was immediately blocked by the shrill-spoken woman again. He was met with her thin, beetle like features, deceitful blue eyes boring holes through him, as if trying to figure out his secrets by pure gaze alone. Her hot pink pantsuit clashed terribly with her lime green bag which was adorned with stingily placed crow feathers and the bright green quill pen complete with a piece of dark parchment completed her terrible fashion statement. She stood eagerly, a sneaky smirk etched of her pale features.

Ah, A gossip columnist, he thought bitterly.

He called on her, making her smirk grow. In his faraway state, she reminded him of the grinch.

" Rita Skeeter, Channel 9 3/4. Now, everyone wants to know, can we expect new projects from you  anytime soon? " ( Where's my potterheads at! )

Tristan let out a breathy chuckle, grateful at that moment he had his acting skills to hide his discomfort from the paparazzi. 

" Not for awhile, I just wrapped up my last shoot and am looking forward to spending the next couple of months with my daughter Piper "

Rita Skeeter's thin blonde eyebrow shot up as she scribbled furiously on the parchment, a hush settling on the crowd.

That didn't last long.

If anything, more chaos ensured, now all questions directed on one subject.

" Who is she? "

" Why haven't we seen her before? "

" Who's the mother? "

The last question struck a nerve, as a he stumbled to recover from the facial expression he knew he had- and probably most of the world had seen too considering the number of live streams in the small area. 

While Tristan found himself slowly stepping away from the sea of fans, he saw Rita grinning and writing like she had just won the lottery. To a gossip columnist she had- people like that fed and grew on scandal. 

The movie star tried to cover his brief silence with a hasty cough. 

" Well my daughter she's-"

" Right here " A melodic voice finished as Piper McLean strutted down the plush carpet making her first Hollywood appearance. Although she looked quite similar to the last time her dad had seen her six months ago, caramel hair still tied in a messy braid, multicolour eyes bright and beautiful; Tristan noticed the way she carried her self, with confidence, dignity and grace- something he could never do without calling on the strength of his acting skills. 

She smiled as cameras flashed, something that would have blinded the untrained eye. 

" Everyone leave, so I can talk to my dad " Pipers words vibrated with power and authority and the crowds dispersed surprising Tristan as well as the un-registered animagus who was un-effected by the demigods magic. 

He questioned his daughter and she informed him about her past and parentage. To say he was shocked was an understatement and in his state of stupor, he didn't notice the bright blonde curls peeking out from the side of the large building, listing to every word of their conversation. He didn't notice the tiny dung beetle that seemed to follow the pair as Piper introduced her dad to the greek camp, her friends and boyfriend.

It was all over the news the next day. 

Sorry for the late update! Hope you liked it!

- Daughter Of Athena 8527 <3