A.N. So I finally got around to posting another chapter. I hope you all enjoy. Also I recently got permission from author "Single Sliver Eye" to use one of his ideas. His story "Evolution" (another Harry Potter X-Men crossover) is a great read. Now on with the story!

Ferrets and Decisions

Throwing his trunk onto the overhead rack above him Harry sank down into his seat and thought about what had happened in the Great Hall not two hours earlier. Smirking he remembered the punishment he had thought up for Snape. It was truly a prank worthy of the Heir of the Marauders. Basically he had bundled all his most painful memories, painful both physically and mentally, and thrust them into Snape's mind, to the exclusion of his own memories. They would take about two months to play through completely. The best part was the only way to stop it was to live through it in Harry's point of view… at least that was what Phoenix said.

"Let's see him call me spoiled when he lives through the Dursley's," he thought, "or talent less when he sees me fight the Dementors on the lake."

After walking out of the Great Hall he had went up to his dorm to finish packing. He avoided everyone for the remaining time till he got on the train. He thought there was something to be said that the only people who seemed to actively be trying to find him where Ginny, Neville, Hermione, and Ron.

Harry was shaken from his thoughts by the door opening and someone stepping into his compartment.

"You're gonna pay for what you did to Professor Snape, Potter." Draco said angrily.

"And there he is!" Harry said grinning. "I really love these yearly visits of ours Draco, they do so help us stay in touch with each other. Don't you think?"

Suddenly Harry paused. "Wait something's missing. Ah! I know what it is! Where are Crabbe and Goyle don't they usually participate in these things?"

"Er- they're at our compartment, but-" the blond Slytherin said confusedly.

"Ah that's too bad! Well, any way what did you want to talk about Malfoy?" he said still grinning.

"Er- well," Draco said still confused, but trying to get back into the normal swing of things. "If you're not careful Potter, you'll end up as dead as your mudblood mother."

At the word "mudblood" Harry's entire demeanor changed. Gone was the slightly demented cheeriness, and in its place was a mask of complete and utter apathy. Standing up he moved in front of the unofficial Slytherin king and without any type of warning punched him in the face, breaking his nose and causing him to rear back in pain.

"Next time you insult my mother Malfoy, I'll aim lower." He said staring at the bleeding boy, still not showing any emotion.

"You'll pay for that Potter!" shouted Draco, raising his wand still trying to stop the blood flowing from his nose.

"Reduct-" was as far as he got. It is after all usually quite hard to complete a spell when one is being hit by a telekinetic force the equivalent of being attacked by three or four rogue Bludgers.

Blinking, Harry heard a soft giggling ringing in his ears. Harry decided he probably shouldn't get on the Phoenix's bad side anytime soon.

Walking over to where the boy had fallen, Harry knelt down and looked him in the eyes. "You just tried to kill me Malfoy, by all rights I could have killed you and there wouldn't have been a damn thing you or daddy could have done. Next time you try to kill someone, don't. You may not live to regret it." These words were the last things that registered in the Slytherins brain before he lost consciousness, that and the fact the Harry's eye where no longer their normal emerald green, but a deep solid black.

Harry dragged the battered, bleeding, and bruised Malfoy into an empty compartment across the hall after checking that no one had seen the encounter. Dropping the boy onto the floor he healed his nose enough that it stopped bleeding so he wouldn't bleed out or choke on his own blood. After that he went outside the compartment and layered it with a Notice-Me-Not charm, a couple befuddlement charms, and the best locking spells he knew. Hopefully Malfoy wouldn't wake up or be discovered until after everyone got off the train.

Sitting back down in his own compartment, Harry decided he should find out more about this Phoenix woman who was sharing his mind. Slowing his breathing, he focused on returning to the redwood forest he had seen earlier. Eventually the compartment and the sounds of the train faded away and were replaced by the forest. Looking around he saw that he was in standing on a small platform at the top of what looked like the tallest tree in the forest

"Very good little brother, not many untrained in the mind arts can find their way to their mindscape so easily." She said with a small smile.

"Mindscape?" he asked.

"Yes, mindscape. The mindscape is different for everyone, it is a representation of your innermost being, of your deepest thought, and darkest desires." She said. This was what Snape should have taught him, not that "Clear your mind, Potter!" crap.

"Wait, my innermost being is a bunch of trees?" Harry asked. He would have thought it would be a castle or a city or something.

"Yes, it shows that you are strong and powerful like the redwood. It shows you care for your own and fiercely protect those that you see as family like the wolf, the animal most linked to forests. It also shows that you're you will not bow to any force, even when threatened by a great enemy the forest pertains." She said taking on a stance and tone that was eerily close to that of Hermione's when she was lecturing.

Harry slowly nodded his head. "But wait if this is my mind, then why are you here?" he asked not really angry, just curious.

"Ah, you see Harry," she began, "I am here because you and I are meant to be one. The Phoenix force, that is me, chooses the most powerful, yet compassionate person born in each generation and merges with them. We give them power, knowledge, and guidance, and in return we are sustained till our host dies. When that happens we find the next suitable host and merge with them. But always they are given a choice whether or not they want to host us. A choice you will have to make soon little brother."

'This all so confusing,' Harry thought to himself. "Wait, if you're here, that means that your previous host died, right?"

Frowning, Phoenix answered, "We… are not sure. The memories from the last host are hazy. All that we know is that something tried to block most of our power when our host was young and it eventually drove us insane. We did… horrible thing, not all of them we remember. We should see if we can find out what went wrong last time so that it does not happen again." Phoenix seemed really upset by not being able to remember what it did in its last life.

"… All right, so if I host you, I get your help when I need it and you don't have to find another host. That's it? No catches, no secret clauses?" Harry asked slowly processing all that this strange, seemingly immortal entity had said.

"Actually there is one thing little brother. When you die, your consciousness will transfer to us so that when we find a new host your power and knowledge will be available to them. That is if you desire to host us." she said.

"… That seems kind of cool, actually." He said slowly. He found it ironic that Voldemort was seemingly obsessed with gaining immortality (The Philosopher's Stone; making a memory of himself in the diary; trying to destroy a potential threat before it even reachedthe two year mark) and he had achieved it through circumstance and being a bit above the average wizard.

Suddenly a tremor hit Harry's mindscape, causing the trees to shake and a flock of birds to take off. It was accompanied by a faint noise that sounded vaguely like a human voice.

"What was that?" Harry asked.

"It is just someone trying to gain your attention in the real world." She said benignly. "I will give you your peace little brother. Think on what I have said and the next time we meet I hope you will have come to a decision." Another faint call, this time recognizable as someone saying "Harry" along with more shaking, followed Phoenix's statement.

Just as his mindscape faded he heard a faint whisper of "See you soon."

A.N. Yay! I love punishing annoying characters! Anyway, I hope you liked it, and please review! Seriously over a 900 people saw this and all of 4 people reviewed. It's just pathetic.