Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to JKR, Teen Titans belongs to DC Comics, the X-men belongs to Marvel Comics, and Lord of the Rings belongs to JRR Tolkien. I do however own Cassandra Cheney and Time. Wren belongs to my friend Rachel, who gave me permission to use her character.

I will try to update more often. I am writing these at lunch and in between periods, so I am sorry for any mistakes I am going to make.

"Well, this is where it starts to get sort of blurry for me, with all the time travel sickness, but I will try and tell it to the best of my ability."

Cassandra Cheney walked slowly into the Leaky Cauldron out of curiosityAfter all, curiosity killed the cat. She looked around at all of the magical people and creatures in the small room. They reminded her of all of the characters that she had read about back home in New York.

And there it was. Right in front of her was another one of McCain's hourglasses. She looked around, hoping that no one noticed it as it hovered in front of her. She was happy when she noticed that they hadn't. She stared at it, arm halfway outstretched as she wondered if she should reach out and grab it.

Her hand was halfway there, but she couldn't decide. 'What if it will take me home?' she thought, opening her mind to her ultimate goal. 'What if it screws my life up more? What if it doesn't do anything and ruins her last chance to get home?' At this she slowly started to lower her arm, feeling that the odds were too great against her. An angry witch rudely pushed past her, causing her to bump the hourglass. 'Oh, crap.' She thought.

Then time stood still.

The next thing she knew she was waking up in a small compartment in what she guessed was a large train. When she looked out the window she noticed that the train was winding its way in between hills and mountains. The sun was setting which created a breathtaking sunset that was framed by the hills and mountains. Cassandra slowly unglued her face from the sunset she had been marveling at.

She then noticed that she wasn't the only one in the compartment. They were two girls. One was tall, Cassandra guessed, and had long blonde hair, which was up in a neat bun a funny looking stick protruding from it. Her bright blue eyes sparkled as she muttered a greeting in another language. The other was a medium sized girl who had long fiery red hair. She was sitting quietly in a corner of the compartment, her beautiful lime green eyes intently set on a book in her lap. The second girl sort of reminded her of a superhero she had read about in her large comic book collection.

This is when thememories hit her. This reminded her of how running into a brick wall felt. These memories were of her going shopping in a place called Diagon Alley, of Kings Cross station, and of the long train ride before she had fallen asleep. She remembered these two girls entering the compartment and asking if they could sit in here with Cassandra. They had remained silent this whole time.

"Hello," Cassandra said, feeling a little uneasy. "My name is Cassandra Cheney, but all of my friends call me Cat. May I ask what your names are?" She finished politely.

The blonde smiled. "Hello, my name is Celebriel Isilel, but you can call me Wren." She replied. Cassandra noticed that she had something about her that seemed calming in a way.

The redhead looked up, also smiling. "I am Koriand'r, but everyone calls me Kori," She said in a heavy accent that Cassandra didn't recognize.

"So, erm, where are you guys from? " She asks. "I'm from America," she added. A look of fear flashed on Kori's face for a few seconds.

"We are from around here." Wren answered quickly for them both.

It remained silent for the rest of the trip. When it was time to get into a boat they joined a group of four noisy boys.

Now they were off to the sorting.

Hey. How did you like it? I have most of the next chapter written, I just need to finish it and then type it up. Please review! Thanks!