Y/n Morningstar, daughter of Lucifer Morningstar himself. As a kid, she had been prepped to be the next Queen of Hell along with whomever she chooses. One day, she meets a boy by the name of Draco Malfoy and has to face the great saint Potter and hi...
"Here we are, my children," Lucifer told his children, Y/n and Oliver. "The outskirts of the Underworld." Oliver's eyes twinkled with ambition while Y/n was a little scared of it all. Lucifer noticed this and gently patted Y/n's head. "Don't worry, little flame," Lucifer assured, passing her a small smile. "You'll get used to the screams and suffering of sinners, Besides, I have a little surprise for you both." Y/n and Oliver looked up at him, tilting their little heads. "What is it, father?" Oliver asked, curiosity and excitement threading in his voice. "You'll see, Ollie. Y/n, why don't you come with me for a bit." He held his hand out towards her. Y/n gently grabbed his outstretched hand and followed him towards one of the guard towers.
They went under the arch and Lucifer faced her and spoke, "Y/n, look, I got you your very own soul bracelet. It's empty for now, but when you turn 10 you'll be able to harness your very first soul." Y/n gently took the silver bracelet and admired it.
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"Thank you, daddy! It is very beautiful," Y/n smiled. "Just like you, my lovely little flame," He smiled back and patted her head before he led her back over to the ledge where Oliver was. Oliver looked over and excitedly pointed to a sinner who was being torn apart from the inside out. "Look! That is so cool!! What did he do, father?" Oliver asked. Lucifer walked towards him and looked out, spotting the sinner. "Oh, he had done some terrible things to little girls," Lucifer explained. "And the funny part is, he used to be a pope." Oliver's eyes widened in surprise. "Really?? But, he's supposed to be up there, right?" He questioned and Lucifer shook his head. "No, those things were sinful, so he gets the same treatment he did to those girls," Lucifer said. "Turning them inside out?" Oliver asked, titling his head. Lucifer chuckled and ruffled his hair. "No, what he did is not for you to know until you are older," Lucifer answered.
"Master Lucifer, Mistress Y/n, and Master Oliver. Dinner is ready," A woman's voice was heard. Lucifer turned his head over to the little petite maid. "Very well, you may go," He declared, she bowed before turning around and went back to her duties. "You heard her, kids, let's go back before your mother gets angry." Y/n and Oliver giggled and nodded before they all headed back to the castle.
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"Now, Y/n, this will be your first deal. I want you to be safe, you hear me?" Lucifer spoke as he watched Y/n gather her stuff. She nodded and spoke slyly, "Yes, daddy, I'll be fine. I know his weaknesses and his strengths, he is an open book to me. Let me do this by myself and I'll prove it to you that I'm a big girl now." Lucifer sighed softly and walked up to her, lightly putting a hand onto her shoulder. "If anything happens, I want you to summon me. Now here is your first orb, take good care of it. Unless he starts to misbehave and threaten you, you are able to squeeze the orb to put him back in his place. Do you understand, Little flame?" He stared into her eyes as her pupils shrank into slits and a wicked grin grew upon her rosy, dainty lips.
"Yes, daddy, I understand. You raised me to be a hellish girl after all," Y/n smirked then pulled away from him and held the orb in her hands. "I'll teach him to not mess with me, even if I have to force him to obey." She walked over to the floo network and grabbed a handful of floo powder, gently holding it up into the air before speaking, "Little Hangleton graveyard." Y/n threw the powder onto the floor and appeared in the middle of the graveyard, in front of a secret floo network. She spotted him on the ground holding his side as he leaned against his father's grave. Y/n smirked lightly and casually walked over to him, an eerie aura slowly surrounding the graveyard and slowing time down until it stopped completely. "Hello, Tom Riddle," Y/n greeted kneeling down to his level. "It seems that you are in quite a predicament. It would be a shame for all that power to go to waste on the vulnerable child who defeated you with nothing."
She can feel the hatred oozing off him and gladly soaked up the energy before continuing, "But, that can change. All for a tiny, minuscule deal for your soul. You'll get to live as long as you want, gain strength, grow an army as big as you want it to be. I just need your soul for the contract, deal?" She held out her hand before noticing him glaring at her and smacking her hand away. Tom shakily got up, his robes flowing as he stared straight into Y/n's eyes. "I'll never make a deal with you..." Y/n's eyes went into slits and she growled slightly, before coming up with an idea. "Oh, I see how it is," Y/n detected. "Did I forget to tell you what's happening? My name is Y/n Morningstar, the daughter of the Devil himself. So, if you want to be alive again, I suggest you consider this deal I offer you."
(Get ready to play the song, I changed a few lyrics for it to fit the story)
"Why would I want to do that? You're probably just a minion to your father, let me speak to him," Riddle demanded causing Y/n to grow angry. "If I'm making a deal, it will be with someone who-" "Don't you disrespect me, little man!" Y/n snapped. "Don't you derogate or deride... you're in my world now, not your world. And I got friends on the other side." "She's got friends on the other side..." Voices echoed. "That's an echo, Riddle, just something that we have down here in the after life, just an old parlor trick," Y/n smirked waving her hand causing a table to appear with two chairs. "Sit down at my table, put your mind at ease. If you relax it will enable me to do anything I please. I can read your future, I can change it 'round some too. I look deep into your heart and soul... you do have a soul, don't you, Riddle? Make your wildest dreams come true. I got hoodoo, I got voodoo, I got things I ain't even tried. And I got friends on the other side..."
"She got friends on the other side," The voices repeated as they sat down. Y/n took out a crystal sphere and spoke, "The sphere, the sphere will read... the past, the present and the future, you see? The sphere, the sphere... just look through. Take a little look into a story 'bout you." The sphere started glowing and revealed Riddle's life so far. "Now as a young man, you were so unique, came from two long lines of royalty," Y/n told. "You father was pretty wealthy, huh, Voldy? Your smarts were high... but your lifespan low... you need to find a simple way to make that lifespan grow." Riddle scoffed then Y/n spoke, "Scared of dying, aren't you, Tom?" Y/n pointed out. "Yes, unfortunately," Riddle admitted.
"Now you want to get power, but you're afraid to die, you just want to be free. You want to go make your reign..." Y/n told. "It's your dream, you succeed and that's all you need... and when I look into your future, you have the power you seek." Riddle smiled proudly then the sphere showed what happened at the Potter house. "Now, your present, man, I don't want to waste my time. You just died by a baby, right?" Y/n laughed lightly. "You just lost all your power, and your scholar, and your life -- well, you're a goner. And your little deathies? You just lost all of them too." Riddle snarled then Y/n quickly added, "But in your future, the you I see... Is exactly the man you always wanted to be." Riddle smiled lightly at the image and went to grab the sphere, but Y/n pulled it away.
"You just have to make this deal, your soul and you can make all that happen. Your second chance to make it happen will be yours," Y/n informed, sticking out her hand. "Just shake my hand... come on, be more than a poor sinner man..." Riddle hesitated then clenched his fist, thinking, and shook Y/n's hand. "Yes..." She smiled evilly, taking out the sphere. A circle of fire formed around then as she spoke, "Are you ready? (Are you ready?) Are you ready?... Transformation central (Transformation central) Transformation central (Transformation central) Transformafication central, can you feel it?" Y/n took the sphere from the table and held it in front of him causing his soul to transfer into it.
"It's taking, it's taking, your soul is now mine! I hope you're satisfied... But if you aint, don't blame me. You can blame my friends on the other---- side!" All you could hear was Y/n's cackle as she finished the transfer. Voldemort was weak and fell to the floor as she disappeared into the shadows of the night.
