#1: Reflections - Lockhart/Dolores

[Trapped in a world, that's a distorted reality.]

There was something unusually reflective between them. A pair of sickeningly sweet manipulators; it was only natural that they would be peculiarly attracted to one another.

(Words couldn't describe the strangeness she felt towards him. He was curiously dazzling, and he looked simply marvellous in that quilted, salmon coloured blazer)

Could it be possible her ego was bigger than his?

No, surely not.

"Let's go to bed, Dolores," Gilderoy purred softly to his secret lover.

Dolores smiled up at him falsely, and chortled. "With pleasure."