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The question given:
Based off of the Harry Potter fanfiction 4 book series, the pureblood pretense, write an 800 word short story that is about Snape realizing that Harry is Rigel, and confronting Harry about it.

Response:

Severus Snape had always prided himself on his ability to pierce through deception and gather the truth. It was a skill that had served him well in his time as a spy for both the Death Eaters and the Order of Phoenix.

However, when it came to the mysterious student known as Rigel Black, Snape had been confounded. Despite his suspicions that Rigel was not who he claimed to be, Snape had been unable to uncover his true identity.

That is until a chance encounter in the halls of Hogwarts brought Snape face to face with the truth.

Snape had been on his way to the Great Hall for dinner when he saw Harry Potter, or so he thought, walking briskly down the corridor towards him. However, as the figure came closer, Snape realized that it was not Potter at all but Rigel Black.

There was something about Rigel's posture and the way he walked that screamed Potter, and it was only when their eyes met that Snape finally saw the resemblance between the two. Snape's suspicions were finally confirmed, Rigel Black was indeed Harry Potter.

Severus Snape was stunned. How could he have been so blind? He had been living with Harry for years and yet had never suspected that he was leading a double life at Hogwarts. Snape's mind raced as he walked into the Great Hall, his thoughts consumed by the truth he had just discovered.

As he sat down at the teacher's table, Snape struggled to control his emotions. Anger, shock, and embarrassment were all boiling within him. He had been played for a fool by Potter once again.

Finally, the meal ended, and the students began to file out of the hall. Snape bided his time, waiting for Rigel Black to leave, and then followed him out of the hall.

"Potter," Snape growled as he caught up with Rigel in the corridor.

Rigel turned to face him, his expression one of confusion. "I'm sorry?" he asked.

"Do not play dumb with me, Potter," Snape snapped. "I know who you really are."

Rigel's eyes grew wide with fear as he realized he had been caught. "I don't know what you're talking about," he stammered.

"Do not insult my intelligence," Snape sneered. "You are Harry Potter, and I want answers."

Rigel hesitated for a moment before finally nodding his head. "Fine," he said. "You're right, I am Harry Potter. But I had to do this. I had to do something to protect myself from Voldemort."

Snape's anger flared at the mention of the Dark Lord's name. "And you thought that lying to everyone and pretending to be someone else was the best way to accomplish that?" he demanded.

"I didn't want anyone to know," Harry protested. "I thought if Voldemort found out that I was still alive and at Hogwarts, he would come after me."

Snape's gaze softened slightly, and he nodded his head. "I understand your reasoning, Potter. But you cannot continue this charade any longer. It is only a matter of time before the truth comes out, and when it does, think of the consequences to yourself and those around you."

Harry hung his head in shame, knowing that Snape was right. "I'll tell everyone," he said. "I'll make things right."

Snape nodded, satisfied. "Good. And in the meantime, you will continue your studies and stay out of trouble. Is that clear?"

"Yes, sir," Harry replied, grateful for the leniency he had been granted.

Snape turned on his heel, his robes billowing behind him as he strode away. Harry let out a sigh of relief, grateful that he had been given a second chance.

From that day forward, Harry Potter would no longer hide behind the guise of Rigel Black. He would face his enemies head-on, unafraid and unwavering in his determination to defeat Voldemort once and for all. And Snape would watch from the sidelines, proud in the knowledge that he had played a small part in the boy's journey to greatness.

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Based off of the Harry Potter fanfiction 4 book series, the pureblood pretense, write an 800 word short story that is about Snape discovering that Harry is Rigel, and confronting Harry about it. Make the confrontation heart wrenching and agonizing

Severus Snape had long suspected that there was something different about Harry Potter. The boy who had lived was always a puzzle to him, an enigma wrapped in a mystery. But now, as he stood before Harry in the Headmaster's office, the truth hit him like a Crucio curse.

"Rigel," he whispered, his eyes flickering between Harry and the portrait of Albus Dumbledore.

Harry's expression was unreadable, but Snape could sense the fear emanating from him like waves of dark magic. He knew that Harry had been keeping secrets from him, and that those secrets were finally coming to light.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Harry said calmly, his voice betraying none of the turmoil Snape knew was raging inside him.

"Stop lying, Potter!" Snape spat. "I know you're not who you say you are. I know the truth about your identity."

Harry's eyes widened in shock, then narrowed in suspicion. "What truth?"

"Rigel Black," Snape said, his voice barely above a whisper. "The true heir of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Black. The boy who disappeared sixteen years ago."

Harry's mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water. "How...how did you know?"

"I've known for a while," Snape said, his eyes bored into Harry's. "Ever since I read the Pureblood Pretense series. It all fits, Potter. Your looks, your abilities, your connection to Voldemort himself. Everything makes sense now."

Harry was shaking his head in disbelief. "That's not me. I'm still Harry Potter. I never knew anything about my true identity until now."

"Stop lying!" Snape yelled, his control slipping. "You're Rigel Black, reincarnated in the body of Harry Potter! You've been living a lie all these years, deceiving everyone around you. Including me."

"No!" Harry shouted, tears streaming down his face. "You don't understand. I never wanted this. I never wanted to be Rigel. All I've ever wanted was to be Harry. To have a normal life. To be loved."

Snape's heart clenched at the pain in Harry's voice. He had seen the boy suffer so much already, and now to discover that he was someone else entirely...it was almost too much to bear.

"I know it must be hard for you," Snape said, his voice softening. "To take on this new identity, to discover this whole other life that you never knew existed. But you can't keep running from it. You have a duty to your family, to your blood, to fulfill."

"But I don't want it!" Harry cried. "I never asked for it. Why can't I just be Harry? Why can't I just be happy?"

"Because life isn't fair, Potter," Snape said, his tone harsher. "You can't just ignore your responsibilities. You can't just pretend to be someone you're not. You have a destiny, whether you like it or not. And it's time for you to fulfill it."

Harry's shoulders slumped, defeated. "What do I have to do?"

"You must claim your rightful place as the head of the House of Black," Snape said, his eyes boring into Harry's. "You must restore your family's honor, and take up the fight against Voldemort once and for all. It won't be easy, but it's your duty. And it's the only way to ensure our survival."

Harry looked up at Snape, his eyes filled with fear and uncertainty. "I don't know if I can do it."

"You have no choice," Snape said firmly. "The fate of the wizarding world rests on your shoulders. You must be strong, Potter. Stronger than you ever thought possible. And you must do it all, as Rigel Black."

The silence in the room was palpable, and Snape could feel Harry's despair like a physical weight on his chest. He wanted to reach out, to comfort the boy who had suffered so much already. But he knew that he could not afford to show any weakness, any kindness, now.

As Harry nodded his acceptance, Snape felt the weight of the world on his shoulders. He had just shattered the last remnants of Harry's innocence, and forced him onto a path of duty and destiny that would be fraught with peril and pain. But it had to be done. For the greater good.

And sometime later Snape retired to the dungeons, feeling broken and alone. He had never wanted this to happen. He had never wanted to be the one to destroy the boy's happiness, to drag him back into the wizarding world's never-ending battles. But it was necessary, and Snape would continue to do whatever was necessary to ensure their survival. Even if it meant destroying the one thing he had come to care for more than anything else.

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Write a story about Harriet Potter becoming a Potions Mistress, but one day, the Potters (James and Lily and Harriet) visits Lily's relatives (Petunia, Vernon and Dudley) and Harry talks to Dudley and he ends up showing her all about computers and internet. She then has a Genius Idea. She starts her own Potion Wikipedia and a forum for Potions makers. She also makes a private Facebook group of the Potions Masters of the Guild (of which Leo Hurst, and Caelum Lestrange are in it, they are from the Pureblood Pretense fanfiction). It would revolutionize the method of archiving and communicating with the whole community in the world about potions. There'd be a big clash about the halfbloods and muggles being intrigued and the old pureblood who can't fathom a computer. Include Dialog between the characters Harriet and Snape, Harriet and Dudley, Harriet and Leo Hurst, Harriet and Caelum Lestrange, Harriet and the Purebloods who dislike the internet (Such as Lucius Malfoy )

Harriet Potter had always been fascinated by the art of potion-making. Ever since she had first brewed her own potion in her first year at Hogwarts, she had been hooked. She had studied hard, and with the help of her professors, she had become one of the best potion-makers in the school. But now, as a young adult, she wanted to take her skills to the next level.

One day, while visiting her Muggle relatives, Harriet's cousin Dudley showed her how to use a computer and the internet. She was immediately intrigued by the endless possibilities that the internet presented. And then, she had a genius idea. What if she created a website where potion-makers from all over the world could share their knowledge and communicate with each other?

Harriet got to work right away, and soon, she had created the Potion Wikipedia, a website dedicated to potion-making. The website was a huge success, with potion-makers from all over the world contributing their knowledge and expertise. And Harriet didn't stop there. She also created a forum for potion-makers, where they could discuss and share their ideas.

But Harriet didn't stop there. She also created a private Facebook group for the Potions Masters of the Guild, which included Leo Hurst and Caelum Lestrange, both of whom she had met through her studies at Hogwarts.

At first, the purebloods were skeptical of the internet and the idea of sharing their knowledge with half-bloods and Muggles. Lucius Malfoy, in particular, was vehemently opposed to the idea. He had always been wary of the Muggle world and believed that purebloods should keep their knowledge and magic to themselves.

But Harriet was determined to change their minds. She invited Snape, her former potions professor, to join the website and forum. At first, he was hesitant, but Harriet convinced him that the website would be a valuable resource for potion-makers everywhere. And soon, Snape was contributing his own knowledge and expertise to the website.

Harriet also had a heart-to-heart conversation with Dudley about the wizarding world and the importance of sharing knowledge. Dudley, who had always been fascinated by magic, was intrigued by Harriet's passion for potion-making and the idea of the Potion Wikipedia. He became one of the website's biggest supporters and even contributed some of his own ideas.

But the real test came when Harriet presented her idea to the Potions Masters of the Guild. Leo and Caelum were immediately intrigued, but the purebloods were skeptical. They didn't understand the concept of the internet and were wary of sharing their knowledge with others.

Harriet knew that she had to convince them. She gave a passionate speech about the importance of sharing knowledge and the benefits of using the internet to do so. Slowly but surely, she won them over. Even Lucius Malfoy was impressed by Harriet's passion and determination.

In the end, the Potion Wikipedia and the forum became a huge success. Potion-makers from all over the world used the website to share their knowledge and learn from others. And Harriet became known as one of the most innovative and progressive Potion Masters in the wizarding world.

Dialogues:

Harriet and Snape:

Snape: "Potter, what is this website you keep talking about?"

Harriet: "It's called the Potion Wikipedia, Professor. It's a website where potion-makers from all over the world can share their knowledge and communicate with each other."

Snape: "I see. And what makes you think that this is a good idea?"

Harriet: "Because we can learn so much from each other, Professor. There are potion-makers out there with knowledge and expertise that we don't have. And by sharing our own knowledge, we can help others."

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Prompt: Continue the previous story

Despite the initial resistance from some purebloods, Harriet's Potion Wikipedia and forum for Potions makers quickly gained popularity among the wizarding community. Even Snape, who was initially skeptical of Harriet's idea, was impressed by the wealth of knowledge and information available on the website.

"You've done a remarkable job, Harriet," Snape said, studying the website on his computer. "I never thought I'd see the day when the wizarding community would embrace the Muggle invention of the internet."

Harriet smiled, pleased to have won over the notoriously stubborn Snape. "I think it's important to embrace new technologies and ideas, especially if they can benefit us."

Over the next few months, Harriet continued to expand her website and forum, adding new features and resources for Potion makers. She also started a private Facebook group for the Potion Masters of the Guild, where members could share tips and advice with one another.

Leo Hurst and Caelum Lestrange were among the first to join the Facebook group, and Harriet was pleased to see them engaging with other members and sharing their own knowledge and expertise. However, not all members of the Guild were as receptive to the idea of the internet.

Lucius Malfoy, for instance, was highly critical of Harriet's website and forum, dismissing them as "Muggle nonsense" that had no place in the wizarding world.

"Real Potion Masters don't need the internet to share their knowledge," he sniffed. "We have our own ways of communicating and preserving our traditions."

Harriet tried to reason with Malfoy, explaining the benefits of having a centralized resource for Potion makers to share their knowledge and techniques. But Malfoy remained obstinate, insisting that the internet was a tool for Muggles and had no place in the wizarding world.

Despite the resistance from some members of the Guild, Harriet's website and forum continued to grow in popularity. People from all over the world were logging on to share their ideas and learn from one another, regardless of their blood status or background.

Even Dudley, who had initially shown Harriet the wonders of the internet, was impressed by what she had created.

"This is amazing, Harry," he said, scrolling through the website on his laptop. "I had no idea there was so much to know about potions."

Harriet smiled, grateful for Dudley's support. "I'm glad you like it, Dud. Maybe one day you'll be able to use some of these recipes and techniques in your own work."

As the years went on, Harriet's Potion Wikipedia and forum continued to thrive, becoming a cornerstone of the wizarding community. And while there were still those who resisted the idea of the internet, Harriet had proven that new technologies and ideas could be embraced without sacrificing tradition and expertise.

In the end, Harriet had succeeded in her mission to revolutionize the way the wizarding world communicated and shared knowledge about potions, and had made a lasting impact on the community she loved.

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Forgot to copy prompt, but it was something like: Continue previous story, but along the plot of Dudley attempting and failing to make potions, inspired by Harry, and try and get some muggle friends to help, and accidently starts a cult.
Inspired by Rebell_K's message "and maybe some muggles would start reading these potions things and someone would start a cult about it, obviously. Very misguided but still."

Dudley was determined to master the art of potion-making. He had read through Harriet's Potion Wikipedia pages and thought he had a decent understanding of the basics. But his first attempts were disastrous. The ingredients kept exploding or turning into a noxious black goo. Dudley was frustrated and embarrassed. He had never been good at anything in school, and this was no different.

One day, while Dudley was browsing online forums for tips on potion-making, he stumbled across a group of muggles who were also interested in the craft. They had formed a small online community to share tips and tricks, and they were surprisingly knowledgeable.

Excited by the prospect of finally mastering potion-making, Dudley joined the group and started chatting with the other members. They exchanged ideas and advice, and Dudley finally started to make some progress.

However, as Dudley's potions improved, his ego grew. He started to see himself as a potion-making prodigy, and began to preach his newfound knowledge to his muggle friends. Soon, he had convinced a few of them to join him in his experiments.

It wasn't long before Dudley's potion-making cult was born. He began to gather his friends in his living room, setting up makeshift cauldrons and gathering ingredients from around the house.

But the results were disastrous. Dudley's friends were even worse at potion-making than he was. The group was constantly covered in boils and rashes from their failed attempts, but they refused to give up.

Word of the cult began to spread, and soon enough, there were more people joining the group. Dudley started to see himself as a leader, and began to adopt a holier-than-thou attitude towards his followers. He believed that he was the only one who could truly master potion-making, and that the others were simply not trying hard enough.

Meanwhile, Harriet was unaware of Dudley's new hobby. She had been busy with her Potion Wikipedia and the guild of Potions Masters, and had been in contact with Leo Hurst and Caelum Lestrange regularly. She had even convinced them to join her Facebook group and contribute to the knowledge pool.