Tushar Srivastav

Chapter 34: The Name Beneath the Ashes

The folder was thick. Cream-coloured, with a bit of wear at the edges, and featuring trim tabs tucked into each section, labelled items such as "Articles of Incorporation" and "Founding Equity Agreement." Rishi Malhotra had handled his share of contracts over the years — for films, for funding, even one strange year where he'd ghostwritten a textbook chapter on media ethics. But this w...

Chapter 13 Grim Meetings in Firelight

Late at night in Gryffindor Tower
There was no noise in the common room. Not loud enough.
The sounds of laughter, chess pieces hitting each other, and whispered dares under the sheets at midnight were all gone. The fire crackled now, as if it were trying to break the silence. The flames cast moving shadows on the stone walls. Harry sat by himself, elbows on his knees, staring into the fir...

Chapter 33: Whiskey and Wounds

The house had fallen quiet in the way only old houses do — where every sound carries history, and every silence feels earned. Upstairs, the soft, muffled hum of Zoey’s lo-fi music played through the door that didn’t quite latch right. Down the hall, Ayaan’s voice rose in bursts of numbers and server specs, speaking more to himself than to the air. Somewhere in the attic, a pipe clicked ...

No chapter today

Done with 101 F fever, can not even get up
Will try to make it to the future date this week

Chapter 32: Seed & Spark

The afterglow of the premiere still clung to the corners of the living room like trailing fairy dust — faint but not forgotten, embedded in the seams of worn throw pillows and the golden warmth of leftover candlelight from the afterparty Rishi had thrown for the kids. In a room usually reserved for cartoons or quiet dinners, the coffee table was now buried under scattered papers, open laptops...

Chapter 32– Through the Pale Sky

POV: Harry

Orbit Above P3R-233

The Laconian fleet burst into existence like a constellation reborn.

Twelve Astraeos-class colony ships and their escort shone against the dark velvet sky, fanned out in a perfect, silent line. The LIS Gryphon led them. Its silver hull was covered in etched sigils that glowed faintly from shield harmonics. All the ships stayed in th...

Table of Content For Harry potter and Master of Death

• Chapter 1: When Death Called

• Chapter 2: The Hidden Legacy

• Chapter 3: The Prison Break

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Chapter 12: The Silence That Follows

Harry's POV

The castle looked different. Not too loud. Not out of order. Not even hostile. Just  be  quiet.  A  quiet  that  felt  like  water  pushing  against  his  lungs  and  ribs.

Now people were whispering behind him. Not hi...

Chapter 11: Ghosts in the Light

Early Morning Staff Meeting
The staff room had never been so cold.
Dumbledore was sitting at the end of the long oak table with his shoulders hunched and his half-moon glasses in hand. The headmaster was no longer bright and untouchable. What was left was a man who clearly carried the weight of two wars and a hundred choices he could never take back.

His voice was softer than usual....

Chapter 10: A Mother’s Silence

Lily's POV

He didn't look at her again.

Not even once.

Lily sat still in her chair, looking at the boy—no, the man—her son had grown up to be. His body was calm but tense, and his voice was steady but sharp, like someone who had learned to turn grief into a weapon. He didn't yell. He didn't hit back. He didn't hav...

Chapter 9: "Strike Three"

Harry said in a steady but commanding voice, "I would suggest we tie this person up with something that moves with their body so they can't get away."

Dumbledore just nodded. The man who had been pretending to be Moody was now fully exposed and firmly tied to a chair with magical restraints that glowed faintly and tightened slightly whenever he moved.

"Okay," Dumbledore said as he s...

Chapter 8: Strike One and two of Three

Lily's Point of View

Her child.

He was only a few feet away, close enough for her to see his chest rise and fall, his jaw clench, and something unreadable flicker in his eyes. For one crazy, reckless heartbeat, she wanted to run—across the shiny floor, pick him up, and never let him go again. She wanted to bury her face in his hair and smell the scent she remembered from long ago ...

Chapter 7: In the Name of Flame

When Harry woke up, the fire in his dream was still burning behind his eyes. He lay there for a long time, staring at the ceiling. Hedwig sat quietly next to the bed, her feathers puffed up with worry.

He didn't say anything yet. His chest throbbed with magic, like a second heartbeat.

Harry had already showered and dressed, put his wand in his sleeve, and made up his mind to do some...

Chapter 6: Echoes in the Quiet

The manor woke up slowly, like it always did. Sunlight came through silver lace curtains and cast honey-colored beams on the breakfast table. Missy hummed a soft tune and magically stirred three cups of tea in perfect time. The air smelled like toast, jam, and something warm, maybe peace.

But this morning, something felt... wrong.

Harry had gotten up earlier than usual and gone into...

Chapter 5: Before the Storm

Things at the manor had settled into a nice routine.

Every morning, sunlight streamed through the breakfast room's arched windows, warming the long wooden table where Harry, Hermione, and Sirius now ate. Missy brought out fresh scones and tea that stirred itself slowly. Sirius, who was still weak, made sure to join them. He told dry jokes and made bad puns that made Harry groan and Hermio...

Chapter 4: Echoes of Home

Two days after he was rescued, Sirius moved again.

The sun was warm through the old manor's high windows, and the blankets were bathed in golden light. Harry sat next to him with his hand resting lightly on the bed. Hermione stood at the foot of the bed with a tray of healing potions. Missy, who was always quiet and efficient, moved in and out of the room like a mother hen.

Sirius b...

Chapter 3: The Prison Break

Harry and Hermione had lived in Universe 325 for one month and fifteen days. They had arrived just one day after Harry learned that his moth

Harry and Hermione had been living in Universe 325 for 15 days and one month.

They got there the day after Harry found out that his mother was still alive. It had been strangely quiet since then, which was a big change from the constant ...

Chapter 2: The Hidden Legacy

Harry gasped as the ground vanished beneath him. His body spun, weightless and out of sync with the space and time around him. A sickening,

Harry gasped when the ground disappeared under him. His body spun, feeling weightless and out of sync with the time and space around him. A sickening, wrenching feeling went through his chest, and then nothing.
He could smell the smell of ol...

Chapter 1: When Death Called

"It was over... It was over." The words repeated endlessly in his mind. Even if it had taken his last breath, it was done. Harry stared at t

"It was done... It was done." The words kept coming back to him over and over. It was done, even if it had cost him his last breath. Harry looked at the bodies of the Lestrange brothers. They had gotten away from the Battle of Hogwarts, regrouped...

So Harry is finally going back to his universe to get people

Do you think I should build an entire arc around it or finish it in a few chapters, maybe two? I can see both working.

We are finally getting to the start of SG1

If you'd like to see something specific, you can comment or DM me

Chapter 31 – The Council of Stones

Two Weeks Later in Heliopolis:

It all started with stone.

Not new stone, but old, weathered blocks of basalt and quartzite that were taken from the ocean floor, dried, reshaped, and threaded back together with levitation slings. As if the land itself needed to remember what it had once stood for, builders worked by torchlight and soft runelight, carving glyphs into the founda...

Chapter 30– The Sound of Dissent

Surface in the Stormglass

Heliopolis turned slowly beneath the stars — a scarred marble wrapped in salt storms and clouded seas. From orbit, it looked like a drowned world, the wound of its abandonment etched into every mile of sunken architecture and tectonic grief. The violence of the Asgard's orbital bombardment — meant to bury its secrets forever — had done its work w...

Chapter 29 – The Builders' Burden

Dawn, Skyforge Shipyards: A Symphony of Composite and Strain

The Skyforge was no longer just a shipyard; it was a beast that came to life with the dawn. There were a thousand souls living there, and it was a city of Composite and light. Not just one, but several colony ships climbed into the sky from the skeletal docks. Their unfinished hulls stood out against the rising sun...

Chapter 28 – The Rhythm of Rebuilding

POV: Davin

Midnight Shift, Skyforge District

Davin’s hands were never soft. Now they were not bruised.

The chains had left angry scars, but now there were calluses from using welders, making complicated holo-models, and dealing with the cursed angular math of structural modeling. He stood under the huge belly of Skyforge Lift 9, which was cold steel that hummed...

Chapter 30: "The Woman Who Wasn't There"

The house had gone still.

After the whirlwind of lights, questions, praise, and projection, silence sat like a warm blanket draped over the evening. Zoey was curled up in bed with the sketchbook she'd half-finished at the premiere. Ayaan had fallen asleep watching a VHS tape of E.T., his small hand still gripping a half-eaten cookie.

And Maya stood alone in the kitchen.

Chapter 31: "The Tape Room"

The afterglow of Left Behind hadn't quite faded—not from their clothes, their breath, or their dreams.

Awards buzz hummed gently beneath the surface. Studio meetings dotted the week. But today, Rishi insisted on carving out an afternoon for something quieter.

"A moment for just us," he'd said.

The elevator rattled as it descended into the sublevels of Orion...