They both had nose jobs.
They both over-obsess about a certain guy.
They both loosed weight over their teenage years purposely.
They both hate everybody.
They both have thier "posse."
They both had a facial implant.
They both thier parents and wish they were borne somebody else.
They both have issues with their body.
They both wear makeup. (Voldemort likes the goth, angered soul type. It suits him better.)
They both can't trust anyone, but themselves.
And that's it:)
Role Play:
Voldemort: "What?! What is this filthy mudblood saying about me?"
Deatheater: "Well Lord it seems that she is calling tu an average girl filth."
Voldemort:" What is this plain mockery. I shall have her head and place it on my trophy of people's lives that I have purposely destroyed for my own amusement!"
Deatheater: Lo-rd? *Asks timidly*
Voldemort growls*: "Yesss?"
Deatheater: "It seems that she is mocking tu currently using this stupid muggle device called the internet."
*Voldemort screeches*:" We shall apparate to this filth's house right now, and kill her, with her mud-blood family. We will also wipe away this so called internet, and on the way back to Londres we shall stop for a butter-beer."
*Death eater nods willingly.*
I watch this whole scene with amusement and post it on the web with my ten reasons before they can get to me.