Thank You Chapter 4, a harry potter fanfic

Jonathan's thoughts

Ashleigh's thoughts

Eliza's thoughts

It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Than face all this pain here all alone

Something has been taken

From deep inside of me
A secret I've kept locked away
No one can ever see
Wounds so deep they never show
They never go away
Like moving pictures in my head
For years and years they've played

If I could change I would
Take back the pain I would
Retrace every wrong move that I made I would
If I could
Stand up and take the blame I would
If I could take all the shame to the grave I
Would

Sometimes I remember
The darkness of my past
Bringing back these memories
I wish I didn't have
Sometimes I think of letting go
And never looking back
And never moving forward so
There would never be a past

Just washing it aside
All of the helplessness inside
Pretending I don't feel misplaced
Is so much simpler than change

It's easier to run
Replacing this pain with something numb
It's so much easier to go
Than face all this pain here all alone

Linkin Park, Easier to Run

"Where we going again?"

Ashleigh asked as she got into the passenger seat of Anthony's old, beat up, rust covered Mustang. It had taken Anthony almost two years to save up for the Mustang, but he had finally gotten it. Anthony spent the rest of the two years fixing it up. He already had most of it fixed. The car was in far better shape than when he first got it. The only thing the mustang looked like it needed was a paint job and a few upgrades.

"I was thinking of trying to get to the border and along the way get some passports. If we make it to Mexico, then they can't get to us easily" Anthony replied turning the engine.

"Don't you need a guardian's permission?" Ashleigh asked, sadden that she might not get away because of a stupid rule like that.

"Don't worry if there is a rule like that we can find a way around it." Anthony said giving her a one-armed hug. "Besides if we have to we could always forge a note, or get fake Ids. You look eighteen right?" he asked with a teasing grin and a wink.

Ashleigh smacked on the arm for that and reached over and opened the glove box and took out the map. "I think if we take exit 16 and get on Interstate 15 we'll be there in 4 hours at the latest." Ashleigh said interpreting the map. Since they were so close to the border it wouldn't take them long.

"That's if we don't hit to much traffic." he replied looking at the mostly deserted highway.

Ashleigh looked at him like he was crazy for that remark. "To much traffic," she mouthed to herself and shook her head, going back to the map. Anthony bit back a smirk. He really loved getting her on the edge.

Ashleigh turned on the radio the radio out of sheer boredom, finding that her favorite song was on, Scars by Papa Roach, she turned it up. Humming and singing the song to herself, messing up a couple of the lyrics along the way. Against popular belief, Ashleigh loved singing and didn't have a bad a voice either. Her soft tenor voice went really well with most songs she listened to, and would bewitch everyone near her into listening. She put so much emotion into the songs she sang that everyone could practically feel the emotion hanging in the room. She could practically put a person to tears with the right songs. Potion masters bewitched the mind and ensnared the senses through potions, she did through music. Though not many people knew except close friends because she was incredibly shy with singing and rarely sang in public. Music was her own way in getting away from the world. Where she could relax and speak her emotions through song.

Ashleigh closed her eyes and relaxed her body. She sang along with the music. Putting the emotions she had experiencing the last few days into the lyrics .Her soft tenor drafted through the car, immediately relaxing Anthony into his seat. She put the sadness from the last few days into the first few lyrics. The sadness of her life. Anthony felt tears well up in his eyes from the such deep emotion he heard in the song.

I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And my scars remind me that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel

Then the anger. The anger she had of her father trying to rape her. The anger at Josh and Eliza and not looking under the surface and not finding out everything happening underneath. The anger at the world at trapping her in her own hell that she wanted no part of and forcing her to flee into the unknown. The anger of pretty much everything in her life.

Drunk and I'm feeling down
And I just wanna be alone
I'm pissed cause you came around
Why don't you just go home
Cause you channel all your pain
And I can't help you fix yourself
You're making me insane
All I can say is

Then the hopelessness. The hopelessness at not being able to protect herself against her father.

I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And our scars remind us that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel

I tried to help you once
Against my own advice
I saw you going down
But you never realized
That you're drowning in the water
So I offered you my hand
Compassions in my nature
Tonight is our last stand

Then the anger at having in the first place at having to protect herself at something shouldn't need to protect herself from. No daughter should need to protect themselves from their father.

I'm drunk and I'm feeling down
And I just wanna be alone
You shouldn't ever come around
Why don't you just go home?
Cause you're drowning in the water
And I tried to grab your hand
And I left my heart open
But you didn't understand
But you didn't understand
Go fix yourself

I can't help you fix yourself
But at least I can say I tried
I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life
I can't help you fix yourself
But at least I can say I tried
I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life

Ashleigh fell against the chair, emotionally exhausted. Letting the music from the next song wash over her. Giving her sweet oblivion, if only for a moment. Anthony watched her fall asleep to the music, vowing to protect her as much as he could.

"How would you get us fake Ids and passports?" Ashleigh said after a while, during a commercial break on the radio. Being awoken from the lull in the music. Ever since she was little she could be awoken from the absence of music. God I really hate those things. She thought hatefully. Why they even have those breaks are ridiculous, we listen for the music not the commercials.

"Lets just say I got connections." He said with a little smirk. His voice breaking Ashleigh from her thoughts. "You see that laptop on the back seat? Could you get it for me?" Anthony asked, pointing to the laptop with his right hand, while driving with his left.

Ashleigh looked behind her seat and reached over and grabbed the laptop. The laptop was slick and black, and looked brand new, almost never used.

"Since when do you're parents care enough for you to get you a laptop?" She asked, surprised and suspicious at the same time, looking at the laptop."

"They don't," he said simply. "That's why I took Jonathan's. He just got the laptop last month but never uses it. This baby got the new satellite connection, so you don't have to hook it up to a jack. And also it also has an awesome memory system. It can download music, copy and burn cds, it can also copy and burn dvds." Anthony said, while tapping the laptop. " I figured we could use it to listen to music and watch dvds, but now I have a better idea."

Ashleigh looked the laptop in awe. She never had a computer, especially a laptop, and only seen and used them at school. Plus only the brand new computers could do all that, and they were expensive!

"Wow, it can do all that?"

"Yeah, its one of the newer models."

Anthony gunned it to 80. Since he was on the Interstate ,and the cops barely patrolled here. You could get away with going over the speed limit.

"Hey Ash, go on the internet and check and see if we need a guardians permission f you underage to get across the border."

Ashleigh imitated him talking with her left hand. Man, when did he get bossy?

Ashleigh flipped up the laptop and went onto Google. There she put "California Laws concerning Mexico." Finding nothing, she tried "United States of America laws concerning Mexico." Finding the page she needed, she scrolled down finding the law

"Anth, it says that no child underage may cross the border without a passport, an adult or, without a note stating the adults permission."

"Well what do you want to do? Forge a note, or get fake Ids?"

"Probably get fake Ids, since they might call my dad to make sure the note isn't fake"

"True, so fake Ids it is then."

Anthony reached into his pocket and pulled out a cell phone, ignoring the ogling look Ashleigh was giving the cell phone. Even though the cell phone was an older model it still looked brand new. Being abused, neither one of them had ever gotten anything new. It was one of Jonathan's old cell phones that still had minutes on it. Anthony had stolen it from older brother, thinking if he was going to use, he was at least going to put some use into it. Anthony dialed an unknown phone number with his right hand and watched the traffic while waiting for it to ring.

"Hey, Marko. Yeah, its Anth. Hey, I need to print up some fake Ids and passports, and maybe a fake drivers' license. No, I' m not drunk. Ha, ha, very funny smartass. Yeah, we'll be there in about ," he checked his watch, "a hour. Ok, bye."

"Who the hell was that?" Ashleigh asked annoyed for being pulled out of the loop.

"Oh, old friend I met a couple of years ago. You'll like him." Anthony said trying to sooth her. Ashleigh slouched in her seat dejected.

" Sorry," she mumbled. "I've been really emotional lately."

"Its alright. Its understandable since what you've been through the last couple of hours." Anthony said giving her another hug, kissing the top of her head.

Ashleigh leaned and snuggled into the hug. She didn't get many hugs since she was little, hugs were very rare if at all. And Anthony was the only one she could really, completely relax with. Even with Eliza and Josh she always wore a mask. So she tried to soak up as much comfort as she could at the moment.

An hour later, Anthony pulled off on exit 10 and headed west. He told Ashleigh that Marko lived in an apartment in a small town near here. But Anthony said that the time lost would be worth it.

"Marko's a wiz on the computer Ashleigh. The stuff he makes, you can not even tell their fake, they have so much detail. You'll see what I mean when you see them."

After fifteen minutes of driving on backs roads, Anthony pulled into a parking garage across from a big apartment complex. The apartment complex was three stories high and took up most of the block. The outside was made of red bricks and vines were creeping up the side of the building. Anthony and Ashleigh walked up to the door and pushed he button for Marko's room.

"Yo, Marko! We're here." Anthony shouted into the intercom.

"Ok, come right up."

Anthony opened the now unlocked door and took the elevator to the third floor. He walked down to the fourth door and walked in. Ashleigh could tell by walking into the room that she would like it here. The apartment had a homey feel to it that you couldn't help but get relaxed. The hallway was painted a light tan, the living room a dark brown with a black leather coach facing a 52" big screen TV. A computer resided at the far wall with a huge printer right next to it. The bar was black granite that was connected through an archway to the kitchen, which was painted a dark midnight blue with black and white tile. In the hallway, Ashleigh could see through the practically closed door, that the bedroom was also painted a midnight blue. Midnight blue must be his favorite color. she thought. Ashleigh walked into the living room and sat on the coach.

"Oooh comfy." She said, snuggling into the extremely comfortable couch.

Anthony walked down the hallway looking for Marko. He found him in the study, leaning over the printer, just putting the finishing touches on the Ids.

When Anthony came back, he was accompanied by a dark, 5ft 3 stranger, with mocha skin, wearing a dark blue t-shirt and dark blue jeans. By his face you could tell that he was a mix of Latino and Hispanic linage. But his voice had a very deep Mexican accent.

"So, why are you needing fake ids and passports?"

So Anthony told him the story. Of the need to get away from families. Anthony excluded mentioning Ashleigh's abuse and her father's attempts at rape. He figured that if she felt like mentioning it she would.

"Ok, that's what I thought. That's why most people run to Mexico for. Its not like it's the best country in the world. Especially compared to America." He said shrugging.

"Here, are your Ids and passports." He said handing them two ids and two blue little blue folders.

"I used your real names so you won't have to got through the process of learning new names and you won't have to worry about being found out because your real names are so common. Except your middle name Anth. I changed it to Roy, so they can't find you by your real names. If you get found out it'll be because of your own screw up not mine." He said smirking.

"I also I made you two some counterfeit drivers licenses, just in case they ask to check and see the ids aren't fake. All I did was change the age, date of birth, and in Anthony's case middle name. And I'm assuming you'll want to stay in Mexico more than a month so I made you two some citizenship papers, all you have to do is sign them and file them, when you get there."

He laughed at the sheepish looks sporting Anthony's and Ashleigh's face. Neither one of them had thought of citizenship papers.

"Thanks we really appreciate it, but we got to get going, before our parents find out were gone. I don't think my parents will give fuck, but Ashleigh's sure will." Anthony said looking at the clock.

"Ok, but just out of curiosity. What are you planning to do once you get to Mexico. You know food, lodging, that sort of thing."

Ashleigh and Anthony looked at each other with surprised and slightly guilty looks on their faces. They hadn't really thought about what to do once they arrived in Mexico. Seeing the surprised looks, Marko grabbed a paper and pencil off a nearby table, all the while mumbling about dumb fucks who didn't even know how to run away right.

"Here." He said ripping of the piece of paper. "This is my mother's address. Tell her Marko sent you and she'll help you get settled and on your feet." he said , thrusting the paper to Ashleigh. Ashleigh acting on impulse, wrapped her arms around him, giving him a tight hug.

"Thank you." She whispered kissing his cheek and unwrapping herself from his arms.

"Your welcome." he choked out. Ashleigh really had that effect on people.

"Ok, thank you, but we really have to go." Anthony said giving him a quick hug and a pat on the back.

"Ok, I really hope you get through, good luck." Marko said waving goodbye.

And with that Anthony exited the apartment building, and entered the car. Anthony started the car and headed toward the Interstate. Once on the Interstate they drove, until they reached exit 16 and followed the freeway until they reached the border with Mexico.

Meanwhile, two, three hours earlier. At Neil Armstrong High…..

Jonathan Parker Kitts Jr. was having a very bad day. First he didn't make to school on time. Second he didn't get to torment his little brother, Not he didn't deserve it! Jonathan thought, while leering at Ashleigh 's body like always, thinking very dirty thoughts. Not that he had seen either of them. And third he had just gotten an D on his math test!

Stupid Math! Not like anyone is going to need it in twenty years anyway! What the fuck are we going to use it for anyway! Jonathan screamed in his head Where is my dear brother anyway! I need take out some aggression before I accidentally hurt someone. You know, they say its unhealthy to keep it all inside. He thought with a little smirk .And where is that Potter girl anyway!

Angry that he didn't get to look at her body yet. His mind supplied him of an image of her the last time he had seen her in gym. Her in her tight old black tank top, that was about three sizes too tight because her father never bought her any new clothes. Sweat making the already tight t-shirt look poured on. Stretching making the slightly loose sweat pants, extremely tight in all the right places. Making them curve around her small tight butt and curving down her thighs and long slender legs. Leaving nothing to the imagination.

Damn I definitely need to make a move. Those girls were only starters. What those girls felt will be nothing compared to what I'll do once I get Ashleigh. Maybe I'll even keep her. he thought with an evil smirk. His pants tenting from the erotic images his mind was supplying.

Speaking of Ashleigh, I haven't seen her all day. Jonathan thought with a shake of his head.

He usually saw her because she had advanced English with him and they also shared gym together.: Note: he's a Senior she's a sophomore , you do the math.: Seeing the two people his little brother and Ashleigh usually hanged out with , he decided that he could have some fun and get information at the same time.

"YO, FREAKS!"

Eliza and Josh groaned at the shout from Jonathan.

"Not again," they both mumbled.

They turned around and waited for Jonathan to speak.

"Have any of you seen Anthony and his little friend around? I need to speak to both of them it's a emergency." He lied. He figured if he said it was an emergency he'd find out faster where they were.

I wonder if Ashleigh is wearing that sexy little black top and shorts. Or that tight little Queen T and leather pants. He thought, almost salivating at the mouth at the picture, getting off track for a moment.

Josh glared at him, almost like he knew what Jonathan was thinking about. Completely knowing what Jonathan was trying to do. Anthony wasn't the only one who had noticed the way Jonathan had been looking at Ashleigh. And he was jealous. Josh didn't want Ashleigh hurt by a piece of shit like Jonathan. He wanted her for himself. Even though Jonathan was one of the most handsome, wanted, and worshipped guys at school. Standing at a good 6ft 2 with sandy blonde hair, ocean blue eyes, and an awesome six pack that many guys would die for. I didn't help any that he was also the most popular guy at school, being a football jock and all, and was totally conceited. Jonathan could probably get away with murder, he had already gotten away with rape.

The thing that happened was Jonathan had danced with a set of Korean twins during a party. After getting them completely drunk, he led him to his car and raped them, one by one. The next day the girls went to the police and told them the whole story. The thing was the police didn't believed them. Jonathan was sort of hero in town after winning the game between South Hampton and Neil Armstrong High, sending the team to the play offs. No one could believe that their hero would do such a thing and the town took it out on the girls. By the end of the week, the girls had dropped out of school, some even said their family had moved away.

"What do you want with them?" Eliza asked warily.

She knew about the rumors, and that just what she thought they were. Just rumors. She didn't think anyone could do that to human being, especially in their town. As you can see, Eliza has lived in a very sheltered life. But one thing Eliza did know, was if you put Jonathan and Anthony together you make a very bad combination.

"Just to talk." Though when Jonathan said this he had a very cruel gleam and a hint of lust in his eyes.

"We haven't seen them since before first hour." She said quickly, not wanting to get into a fight with Jonathan. Seeing Josh cranking his knuckles from being so angry. Josh turned and glared at her for a moment, then quickly turned his head back.

If this meeting lasts any longer, a fight will break out! She thought seeing Josh ready to punch the living daylights out of Jonathan. I'm not even sure about the outcome. Knowing Josh and Jonathan were about the same height and weight. Though it would be fun to watch. Eliza thought, loving the picture of Josh beating the crap out of Jonathan. Not that he doesn't deserve it! Eliza's mind rebuttaled, remembering the times when Jonathan and his teammates would bully all or one of the group.

"Now leave!"

Josh said through gritted teeth, still glaring at Jonathan, getting madder by the second. Jonathan backed down and walked away, but not before letting Josh see the nasty look and lust in his eyes. Promising retribution to his friends when he found him.

When Jonathan was completely gone, Eliza turned to Josh.

"Where are they anyway?" she asked concerned for her friends well-being.

"I don't know, but we are going to find out." Josh said, still looking at the place Jonathan last disappeared.

After searching for his little brother and Ashleigh all around school, he gave up and decided to skip the rest of school. Mom and Dad will probably think I skipped school or something. Jonathan thought with a smirk, thinking about how wrapped around his finger his parents were.

Maybe I should go to Mr. Collins, maybe he knows where they are. With that Jonathan got into his car and drove to the Collin's house. Jonathan drove to a quaint little black and light blue house. Jonathan got out of his car and walked up to the front door and knocked. After a few minutes he heard a shouted "Its open" and opened the unlocked door. Walking into the living room he saw Marty, Ashleigh's father, sitting at the kitchen table talking on the cordless phone with a couple sheets of paper in front of him. Marty motioned for him to sit down across from him and to give him a minute to finish the phone call.

"Mmmhm, u huh, ok, so you can get there by today. Ok and it'll be all set up. Great! Yhep, I owe you one. Uha, ok bye." Marty said shutting of the telephone.

"So what are you doing here Jr." Marty asked once he was off the telephone.

" I was just seeing if Ashleigh, or my brother is here." he said getting comfy in his seat.

" No, Ashleigh's at school." Marty said, with a confused look.

" No, I looked all over for them,. Couldn't find them anywhere." Jonathan said with a hint of annoyance in his voice.

"She's going to run the little bitch!" Marty said with an enraged look on his face. slamming his fist down on the kitchen table.

"Who?" Jonathan asked curious.

"Ashleigh. And I bet your brother is helping her."

"Why would she want to run?"

Marty got a evil glint in his eye. "Lets just say I had a little fun with her and I guess she got scared."

"What you do?" Jonathan asked, eager for details.

"Felt her up, nothing more than that. Would done more to, but didn't get the chance."

"Lucky."

"I got an idea. I have a ranch in the country 3 miles away from civilization in all directions. We can take Ashleigh there and do whatever we want with her without anyone coming to check on her. I'll just say we moved and Ashleigh is going to a private school. I have friends that can get us certain, 'toys' to play with."

"But what about me, my parents say I still need to go to school."

"I'll just say I applied you into the same school Ashleigh is going to in hopes she would have a friend to hang out with. And you got in. Your parents are as dumb as a door nail, they'll never check to see if the school is real."

"True, but won't social services check and see once they find out we're not going to school?" Jonathan asked.

"I'll put down I'm home schooling Ashleigh and once she hits sixteen I'll say she dropped out. If you want I can have you put down as a drop out. I have friends in high places that owe me favors." Marty said smirking, having it all planned out and most of it done. All he needed was the yes from Jonathan and they were good. And judging from the lust shining forming in Jonathan's eyes from the idea of having Ashleigh all to themselves it wouldn't be a no. Then all they would have to do is stop Ashleigh but that wouldn't take long.

"Ok." Jonathan said smiling. Marty told him all about the ranch and what he had already having dropped off. By the end of the explanation both were deeply aroused and excited at the endless ideas.

"Ok we better call your folks and give them the explanation. Then we'll call the police to go looking for Ashleigh and Anthony . Then we'll do our own little search. When we find them we'll head to the ranch."

Jonathan and Marty shared a smirk before going through with their plans.

I'm doing a poll. Tell me if you want Ashleigh to make it to Mexico or not. If your wondering Harry will show up after Ashleigh gets her letter. Actually he will come up the chapter after Ashleigh gets her letter, and you won't see Ashleigh until the sorting ceremony.

Review and tell me if you want Ashleigh to make it to Mexico, or not. Just to warn ya if Ashleigh doesn't make it to Mexico I will have to torture her and Anthony a little bit. Review its what keeps us authors going. Thanks to IvySnowe for betaing this chapter. A box of cookies to whoever can tell me who said and when the words bewitched the mind and ensnared the senses .