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Author's Note: Needed to write a character who was vain. Guess who immediately came to mind?

Submitting Info:
Stacked with: Hogwarts 2.0 (T04); RAVEN (2024); MC4A (Fa-Yr7)
Individual Challenges: Hogwarts MC; Magical MC; Sandbox (Y); Cinematic; Reader; Bucket Listing (Y); Delilah; In a Flash; Rainbow Connection
Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw
Assignment: Term 04 - Assignment 05
Subject [Task (Prompt)] : Necromancy [Task#1 (someone hiding a dark secret behind their job)]
Other Hogwarts Challenges: Library [SoM](Blue); Frenzy [AVPM#5](Self-Absorbed); Center [74 - Luna](Trio Era); Pokemon [Kleavor](Sapphire Blue); Nov Stardew [Robin](Vain); In Memorium[21](proud); Bargain [Nail Care Kit](imminent)
RAVEN Challenges: A [10](carrying); Traits [50](Nitpicky); Colors [9](Bronze); Items [9](Book); Settings [8](Bright)
Other MC4A Challenges: Chim [Sheddy]("Isaac" - Bear's Den); Fire [Torture]; Garden [Fall Fires (Nightmare)]; Hang [Phrase#01](n/a);
Representation(s): Gilderoy Lockhart; Trio Era; Chim Song Prompt
Primary & Secondary Bonus Challenges: Uncivil Obedience; Under the Bridge; Getting On; Second Verse (Unwanted Advice; Lovely Coconuts; Lyre Liar; Muck & Slime; Casper's House; Hot Apple); Chorus (Odd Feathers; Bee Haven; Machismo; Peddling Pots; Tomorrow's Shade; A Long Dog; Larger than Life; In the Trench; Sitting Hummingbird)
Tertiary & Generic Bonus Challenges: n/a
Word Count: 408 words

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Gilderoy stood in front of the floor length mirror as he delicately brushed out his thick blond hair. The mirror kept up a running commentary of admiration the perfection that stood before it. Gilderoy absorbed the compliments just like a plant would sunshine.

"Your hair is positively luscious today, Gilderoy," the mirror declared. Gilderoy gave the glass his patented smile (the one that had won the Witch Weekly award for Best Smile five years in a row). His sapphire blue eyes sparkled just the right amount with his delight. It was matched by the bronze frame of the mirror glinting in a stray ray of sunshine from the window.

"Thank you, my dear mirror," Gilderoy replied, running his fingers through his carefully styled locks. "I do agree with your eloquent words. My hair is extra luscious this morning."

The mirror chuckled softly. "The students will be unable to resist you!"

Gilderoy preened at the compliment, turning this way and that to admire himself from all angles. His jawline was sharp and chiseled with the careful application of glamour spells. His teeth took twelve rounds of Skele-Gro to get just right. It was all worth it. He was the epitome of perfection.

It was moments like these that Gilderoy lived for. Every morning, he would spend hours in front of the mirror, perfecting his appearance. He would carefully choose his outfit, making sure it was on-trend and flattering to his body. He would meticulously style his hair, never leaving a strand out of place. And he would top it all off with just the right amount of makeup, accentuating his already flawless features.

Some might call him vain, but Gilderoy saw it as self-care. He believed that in order to be successful in this world, one had to look the part. And he was determined to be the most successful of them all. Even if he had to steal the heroic tales that the masses ate up like nifflers did gold.

"The students are lined up outside the classroom," the mirror informed him. "They can't wait to learn from you!"

"Well, who am I to deny my fans what they want?"

Blowing his reflection a final kiss, Gilderoy grabbed up a copy of Magical Me off of his nearby vanity before he spun on the heels of his baby blue boots and left his office. The next generation of his fans were waiting to bask in his imminent presence.