It was a long day and Harry rushed straight back to the quarter. His mind was seeing his family and that was all it mattered to him. The aftereffect of the war wasn't something he wanted to know, but something else has terrified him the most. There was so much consideration, but he wanted to find a way to escape from all this. Harry muttered the password and the door opened at his whim. He entered through and scanned through the place. He saw his mother on the couch, having his daughter on her lap, and playing with her hands to play around.

Lily cooed and leaned in forward to playful kisses on the little one's nose. Catriona giggled softly and increased loudly each time she was kissed. Lily gasped silly, but smiled at the little one. Harry joined by his mother's side and Catriona turned her head. She moved her hands while Lily's holding her hands and stretched out for him. Harry grinned and readily himself to pick her up.

"That's my little girl," Harry held her up and supported her head by leaning on his chest, "Miss me, don't you, Catriona?"

She reached out for his face and babbled a little. Harry held her and swayed a little to dance with her. Lily leaned back on the couch and watched him bond with his daughter.

"How was classes today?"

Harry hummed, "Too long. Has Professor Dumbledore talked to you?"

She nodded, "I'm afraid so, yes. How are you holding up?"

Harry glanced down at his daughter, "Barely controlling the leader. It wants out…" He gulped.

Lily looked to Catriona who held fascination at her father. The way she smiled and pleased to know he returned for her.

"Whatever seems to be working, you haven't lost control since half way Severus' pregnancy with her."

Harry moved his hands in front of her and she grabbed it out to play his fingers, "Only because there were no threats."

Lily stood up and walked up to softly feel Catriona's dark hair, "What of others who made threats towards Severus?"

"Dominant, actually," Harry blinked, "I noticed the difference between the two roles. The dominant wants to secure safety and protective of the submissive, but the offspring is considered precious and magical between us. The leader only sees…" Harry stopped and turned his head to hear the creaking door being opened, "Severus, what are you doing here so early?"

Severus rushed in, "Students are getting out of control. Since the news, they discovered through the daily prophet, no one is behaving properly."

Harry teeth gritted and felt a shoulder touched. Lily gripped onto his shoulder and waited to see how her son responds. Harry glanced down at Catriona and absorbed the information. He slowly handed her over to his mother and Lily removed her hand to followed his silent order.

"Severus, let's remind them that they are in school and what they should be doing." The tone felt strong and powerful that felt familiar over a year ago.

Severus blinked and recognized the magic aura that waved off Harry. He knew there will be difficulty, but today was only the beginning. The wizards left their quarter and James came out of the guest's bedroom and yawning as he saw them leaving.

"What did I miss?" James glanced over to his wife.

Lily shook her head, "Students and newspapers."

James frowned, "Not good, but don't these students realized they aren't under any threat?"

"I believed the newspaper spooked them…it must have said something they did not wish to read and learn."

James crossed his arms, "But they always know Harry and his team will win, why doubt now?"

Lily shook her head, "I'm afraid I do not know, dear. This is why it is considered the aftereffect of war, people will do things because of the results of the war and it will not be simply over."

A groaned, "Because war takes a long time to clean the bloody mess."

The witch nodded and James wasn't thrilled. The couples brushed their thoughts aside and decided to focus on their dark hair granddaughter.

… … …

"Hermione," Harry gritted his teeth, "Gather all prefects and Head boys and girls, get them in their position and instruct them to get everyone to drop the nonsense and return to class immediately or detention and points will take place."

The bright witch snapped her head at Harry's way and saw Harry's eyes glaring towards people who were chatting frightfully over the newspapers' event. Hermione stood up and hmphed to agree in her responsible position. She ran off and sought out for all the specific people in such positions.

Harry joined his head of the house's side and saw her trying to terrify them, but failed to do so. His arms crossed at the students she found and growled at them.

"And you have no respect for a professor? Then leave, you lots will place us in great danger."

The young wizard frowned, "Then how do we remain safe?"

Minerva shook her head, "The headmaster and I are adding on more wards. Now get to classes or I shall deduct points from your house, Mister Riverson and your friends."

"What wards are you going-

Harry snatched the boy's arm and dragged him, "Class, now! Spread the word that Potter isn't happy and neither is Professor Snape. If no one attends to class, I'm afraid we are going to have an issue." Harry shoved the boy's arm away and scowled at him.

Riverson gulped and nodded. He ran off and Minerva shook her head disappointed at her Gryffindor.

"Don't you think that is rather harsh, Harry? Especially he's a third year and they do respect you, but shouldn't need to fear you."

Harry glanced back at her briefly, "Believe me…I would have done worse, but another war isn't what we need. These kids are being stupid and needs to know their place. I suggest you meet up with Professor Dumbledore and find a way to provide a safe sense for them. Who do I turn to for this disruption?"

Minerva sighed, "Hagrid was supervising the great hall and ran to get me. Do go easy on him, he didn't know how to handle such crowd."

Harry breathed in and tried to bury the leader inside for now. It was aching to reach out and control the situation effectively. Minerva turned, but stopped for a moment.

"Do remember how it feels to be helpless, Harry, they do not have the experiences you had. You are an adult now, so guide them be helpful." Minerva nodded once.

Harry turned to the direction, "…I know, but we shouldn't be wasting time to something like this. With the risk of Voldemort returning, I am not having it." Rushed off to the great hall.

Minerva shook her head, but she understood that Harry was having the most difficult time with the leader growing in for power. Harry kept running and ran around those who were in his way. He found himself seeing the crowd in hysterical states and spells casted everywhere. There were students trying to deal with their emotions or snapping at each other for nonsense. Harry snatched the newspaper and read the details of the victim's death.

"…The symbol was written on the person's chest. A symbol of the ritual that brings the darkness and recreating death. A war has begun due to the recognition of the symbolism. This ritual can select specific person or people for each step and other times, can become random. All wizards and witches must be on guards and do all they can to survive. The next step is unpredictable and uncertain how this will be stopped-"

Harry pulled his head back and dropped the newspaper in such disgust manner. He could see why everyone began to spread out chaos. He marched his way through the crowd and drew out his wand. Hagrid was trying to settle the crowd, but no one was listening to the Half-Giant. Harry joined his side and gained his attention, who seemed to be relieved for help.

"Oh Harry, thank goodness you're here! Everyone went barmy and lost ter minds!" Hagrid shook his head.

Harry nodded, "I know. I need to you block the door and prevent anyone leaving. I'll deal with the rest."

The giant grinned and hurried to the task. Harry watched him deal with the task and turned to head over to the staff table. He climbed up and onto the table. He stood tall and faced in front of him. No one has bothered to glance at him and focused what has been announced.

"Sonorus," Placed the wand onto his neck, "Shut the bloody hell up, you lots!" He growled, "You're reading something and you're scared. You ought to know that you are in the world's safest place and most powerful wizards and witches. I suggest if none of you calm down, I will place you all to sleep immediately."

Everyone froze and stared at the savior. They exchanged glances and found themselves questioning all they knew. A few whimpers and some wept into fears. Others remained silent. Harry saw that he gotten their attention, especially they didn't like being told to shut up.

Harry growled, "So get your damn self together and move on. You are in school and disrespecting the professors. If I find another chaos like this again, consider three thousand for all houses deducted. The detention will be arranged and more. Now calm down or lose points and deal with detention."

"How the hell will that stop this war? You're bloody Potter, you should be the one saving us." A loud wizard, young one spoke his' mind.

Harry glared, "I fought a year ago, kid…I faced him and defeated him until he died." Hissed.

Some of the students flinched at his harsh side and Harry noticed, but ignored it. The young wizard growled and drew out his wand.

"He's going to kill us for you…until you drop dead." Rose the wand, "Av-

-Expelliarmus!" Harry struck forward and silently casting a spell where the young wizard was about to flee, but unable to move, "You think you're capable of killing?" He grabbed the boy's robe, "Knowing that you have done the darkest deed? Carrying the guilt for the rest of your life? Screaming and reliving the nightmares? Unable to sleep for days and nights?"

The young student heard every question and felt colder on his cheeks when Harry made a point. There was so much fear overcoming him and began to whimper.

"I-I…you-know-who would rather have you dead. It'd save all of our lives."

Harry yanked him close and narrowed his eyes, "No. He would kill anyone without a thought to consider. He would torture and justify in his eyes. There is no moral or humanity in a mad wizard from the likes of him." Harry gritted his teeth, "I will assure you that I will do all I take to prevent his revival for the last time." He released the kid and removed the spell, "Kill me, there be no way to prevent him from coming or anyone stopping him for good. But try again to kill me, I will not be kind." He glanced around, "If you all truly afraid…" Harry straightened his back and turned to face more of the crowd, "Then, go home. I don't have any bloody time to waste settling children down other than my daughter. Fear is what encourages the kind of people who wants Voldemort alive," Harry spat, "People will do anything with their fears that overrides them into the wrong decision making."

Hagrid nodded and kept an eye on the students. He noticed they were listening to Harry, who was showing the side to what war will do to them. The way he shared the same anger and fear as they do. The fourth years and fifth years sat down, which followed up first to third years closing in with their friends. Harry stood in the middle of the crowd and did not backed down once.

"Instead…recognize your own fears. Do not let it override you automatically and make it out the best. To allow it to control you, it will get worse and worse to the point of damaged severely or the worst scenario. Dead." Harry glanced at his wand and held it up for others to see, "What we hold in our hand since we were eleven. It is not simply that helps you to wield and cast spells and more, but helps us focus on our magic. It is a device that we often depend on and more." He glanced around, "A simple spell can actually save your life or others' as well. I only used disarming spell to save myself and anyone can do it." Harry moved around the crowd, "I know someone who could use plants and uses its vines to strike an attack to disarm and pin down their enemy." His head shook, "Professor Snape is one of the best potion master and he could have a potion that will design a shield or repressed the enemy's magic long enough to escape from. We have an advantage…we have powers that we are capable of using and use it in dueling to fight back."

Harry managed to return to the front of the crowd as originally planned. All eyes were on him and not a single word sparked. Hagrid smiled happily to know this was working and easing everyone from panic rising.

"Muggles do too, even if they don't have magic. Some muggles have weapons to protect themselves and the ones they love. Other muggles use tactic to plan their safety. Some learn how to physically fight in a battle to defend themselves." His head shook, "Do something. Fight back. Think logically. Know your strength and weakness. We are Hogwarts students…show the world they ought to fear us instead, not Voldemort or his followers."

Harry turned and decided to use the staff's exiting since he knew things were calming down. He could hear their voices from the distance and slowly felt restoring the peace.

"Potter," Hearing Malfoy's voice, "Did you know what you just did?"

Harry glanced ahead, "What?"

"Your voice was heard throughout the entire school. How did you do that?" Draco placed his hands on his waists.

"Um," Harry shook his head, "I only used the Sonorus charm?"

Draco sighed, "I think with being the leader, it amplified that charm to the point everyone hears you. I nearly thought you were about to kill a student for trying to kill you, but it turned around well. Everyone pulled themselves together."

Harry grimaced, "Stupid leader power…I need a way to turn it off." His teeth gritted, "Meeting tonight…there is no way avoiding this any longer. Let Hermione know. I'll inform the others."

The blond understood and took a different path. Harry followed the same path and found himself heading towards the Slytherin territory. He entered in to see students of fifth years in Professor Snape were reading their textbooks and taking notes. Severus saw his dominant and curtly nodded to him. Harry walked up to him and both stepped aside from private conversation.

"They heard your speech. It seems to ease their fear for now. It is only temporary for what they are feeling currently and I'm afraid we will need something to be done," Severus whispered.

Harry nodded and soothed the submissive mate's arm, "I know. A few things came to mind, but there will be a meeting tonight and discuss it over before confronting to the rest of the school. Do you think you'll be fine for the last two classes?"

Severus sighed, "Hopefully. I never had such outage of these fears. I do appreciate highlighting me."

If anyone saw Severus smile, they would have thought he was presenting the attitude of doing better than others. Harry recognized the signature smile of appreciation and learned to know all the types of smiles the man would present.

"Lure call me, Sev," His fingers brushed the man's back, "I'll come right now."

Severus understood and watched his dominant leaves his classroom in peace. He eyed his students with all suspicion rising within him. The end of the day was not pleasant and he knew it. The fear of Voldemort's return sent a shiver to his spine and knowing he present a threat. A spy that betrayed him. Someone who wanted to secure control over him and suffocate him. To torture him until the fear was too deep, where he wouldn't dare to betray him or disobey the dark lord. Until…Harry has changed all of that. Severus knew Harry would do all he could to prevent the revival of the dark lord. But the steps to this ritual, it would be tricky to follow through and unpredictable to how anyone will survive this.