Disclaimer: I will be J.K. Rowling when I turn three thousand years old.

A/N: okay, I rewrote this story, because I didn't like the way it was going with the song thing and all. Hope you like the new version.

Yes! No Emily for three weeks! Ashley thought it was very cool that Amy had gotten invited, too. Amy was actually much smarter than Emily. And she wasn't so focused on guys and kissing and that sort of thing.

Ashley picked up her MP3 player and listened to her music while she packed. She pulled out her largest suitcase and stuffed tops, jeans, shoes, bracelets, earrings, nail polish, rings, and all the other stuff she couldn't live without.

Next morning

'NO!' Ashley shouted and sat straight up in her bed, sweating. She looked around and began to feel slightly foolish. 'Just a dream,' she told herself. The dream had seemed horribly real. She had dreamed of an old deserted mansion…a murder…a short, fat man…a high cold voice…an old gardener...they had killed a woman named Bertha Jorkins…they were plotting…to kill someone named Harry Potter…they had just killed the gardener who was listening in on their conversation. The thing that was mainly strange about the dream was the mention of 'wizards' and 'Quidditch'. Sure, Ashley had heard of wizards before (who in her time had NOT read or seen 'The Lord of the Rings'?), but QUIDDITCH?? She'd never heard of it in her life. Another disturbing factor was the fact that the boy's last name was the same as hers...

Once Ashley had told Jewel about the disturbing dreams. Jewel had told Joshua and they both had agreed that Ashley go to see a psychiatrist. The psychiatrist had been prying, stern, obnoxious, and rude. Ashley complained terrifically, but her foster parents would not give in. In the end it was Aaron who convinced them to let Ashley stop seeing the psychiatrist. 'You have saved my life,' Ashley told him in the 'green alien from Toy Story' voice.' 'I am eternally grateful.' And they both went into a laughing fit and couldn't stop for nearly ten minutes. That was three years ago…………now Aaron was off studying at the local community college. He was hardly ever around anymore…

Ashley packed the rest of the day, except for when she called Amy and Emily. Emily was just as ditzy as ever, but she had an intelligent conversation with Amy about colleges and academic scholarships.

Amy and Ashley talked for an hour before Jewel told Ashley that she needed to get back to packing.

A week later

Finally, it was time to leave. They were at the airport and Ashley was waiting to board the plane. She was wearing her hip-hugger jeans, a red tank top, red flip-flops, and yellow and red striped finger gloves. Her hair was pulled back in a high pony tail. She had light yellow eye shadow on and bronze colored eye liner and clear lip gloss. She hugged Jewel, Joshua and Aaron goodbye. Jewel did a last minute check on her bag contents. 'Toothbrush?'

Ashley rolled her eyes. 'Check.'

'Jewelry?'

'Check.'

'MP3 player?'

'Check.'

'Purse?'

'Check.'

'Credit card?'

'Check.'

'Okay, then you're set to go,' Jewel concluded happily. 'Bye honey.'

'Bye, Mom, bye Dad, bye Aaron,' Ashley said, hugging them each again.

'See ya, sis,' Aaron said, ruffling her hair.

'Hey!' she said indignantly. 'Don't mess my hair up!'

Aaron laughed.

'Bye,' Ashley said one last time before getting on and finding her seat. 19A…after following a long line of people, she found her seat. 'Amy!' she cried when she turned to sit down.

'Hi, Ash,' Amy said happily.

'Wow, this is cool.' She lowered her voice. 'I was afraid I was going to have to sit next to a 400 pound man with body odor.' She giggled and sat down. 'Of course,' she added. 'There's still the seat between us.'

Amy's eyes widened in mock fear. Then she giggled. For some silly reason, the two girls collapsed into a giggling fit. 'Um, this IS the 19 section, isn't it?' the voice sounded like it was trying desperately not to laugh.

Ashley whirled around and blushed. Zac was standing in the isle now laughing hysterically. 'Um…hi?' Ash said, still giggling. 'I, uh, didn't know you were coming! Um, I guess you're sitting here, huh?'

Zac nodded, giving her a strange look. He sat down between the two girls.

'So much for the 400 hundred pound guy with body odor,' Amy whispered.

That threw them both into another fit of hysterical giggles. They laughed until they had tears rolling down their cheeks. Finally they recovered and sat back up in their seats. Zac looked at them both and shook his head in amazement. 'Where the heck did you come from?' he asked jokingly.

'Hey!' Ashley said, hitting him lightly.

A voice came over the intercom. 'Take off will begin in ten minutes. Please fasten your seatbelts and lock all trays in their vertical position. Also, please turn off all electronics, such as laptops, CD players, and Cell Phones. This is your Captain, Jack Turner. Thank you for choosing California Sunshine Airlines. We hope that we will be your choice in the future.'

Ashley raised her eyebrows. 'California SUNSHINE Airlines? Oh, that's dignified,' she laughed.

Amy giggled. 'Yeah, but at least it's not California Orange Airlines,' she said.

The girls giggled again.

Zac looked at them. 'Um, I'm not going to have to listen to this the WHOLE way, am I?' he mocked fear.

'Nope,' Ashley said, with a big smile. 'You're gonna have to listen to it the whole way there, and the WHOLE time we're in England!'

Zac groaned and sank down in his chair.

They had left in 7 o'clock in the morning, and the time difference was three hours between the halfway point (New York City), so when they arrived at John F. Kennedy Airport (J.F.K. Airport), it was 4 o'clock in the afternoon. Ashley yawned as she lifted her head off Zac's shoulder. 'I'm sorry!' she gasped.

'What about?' Zac asked, confused.

'I didn't mean to fall asleep on you!'

Her boyfriend laughed. 'It's alright, Ash…I rather enjoyed it…'

Ashley smacked his arm while he laughed again.

'What's going on?' Amy asked groggily, waking up with the commotion.

'Nothing,' Ashley answered quickly. 'We just arrived at the airport.'

'We're in England…already?'

'No, we're switching planes.'

'Oh.'

They got their bags from the overhead compartment and filed out of the airplane. 'Gosh, it's cold,' Ash commented as they stepped out into the New York air.

'Yeah, a lot different from what we're used to,' piped Amy.

'It's even colder in England,' Zac told them.

Ashley groaned. 'Oh joy! I'm in a tank top!'

'Um…you DID bring a jacket, right?' he asked.

Ashley gave him a weird look. 'Duh. It's in my luggage, though.'

'Oh.'

They approached a large conveyor belt that was pouring out all the luggage. They all grabbed their respective bags and went to their next gate.

On the Plane

They had another eight hours to go before they arrived in the U.K. Ashley amused herself by reading fashion magazines with Amy while Zac listened to music.