The plan

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Now, Father can't just leave something alone. He was curious if Riddle would keep to what he said Tom would do, so he derived a plan. Lucifer would go to the same school. He can keep a close eye. He needed a cover story. That is where my aunt comes in.

"You call?" My aunt said

 "I have a task for you." 

"Go on." 

"I need to keep an eye on someone. To do that, I have to attend their school. I was hoping you'd help me and come with me?" 

"What do I get out of it?" 

"I don't fucking know. What do you want?" 

"Your firstborn son" 

"THE FUCK?! ARE YOU CRAZY?! I'M NOT DOING THAT." 

"Then I guess I'm not helping." 

"Fine, I'll do it." 

"You know what to do." 

With that, they drew out a contract, and Lucifer signed away his heir. Later that day, they would make their way to Hogwarts. They made it to platform 9 ¾ with plenty of time to spare, and that was when they saw her—my mother. I will admit she was beautiful. With short black hair, blue eyes, an hourglass figure, and a slightly tall frame, she was undeniably the most beautiful girl at Hogwarts and possibly all of Scotland. Anyway, my father saw her first, so he walked over to her and introduced himself. From there, it was your classic cliche. Boy meets girl, boy is interested in girl, girl doesn't want boy, boy wants her more, sister intervenes, girl finally falls in love with boy, boy girl gets married, and has a kid. You're not here for my parents' love story, so back to the actual story. 

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