All right, here's what you've all been waiting for. . . a little history about Cailee's family, and just the teeniest hint about why she's here. Hope it can satisfy you!

Chapter Eleven

Who Work's For the Order?

Monday couldn't have come quickly enough for Cailee. She had spent all of Sunday out of the Common Room, and just wandering around with Hermione,

Harry, Ron, Seamus and Dean made her feel better. Cailee had told Seamus and Dean about her argument with Parvarti, and just as Harry had said, they sided with her, calling Parvarti a bunch of rude names they surely would never have said in front of their parents.

"I've never liked her! And she's had a crush on me? EW! Why did anyone never tell me?" Seamus ranted as they roamed around the large lake for the second time.

"Sorry mate. We'll fill you in next time, though," Ron said, punching him on the shoulder.

"Thanks Ron. It's a bit too late though, we only have a year left here anyways. But if we end up working together or something, you'll tell me then won't you?" he asked.

"Yeah, it's weird to think we only have a year left here. Well, two actually, counting this one," Hermione said. " I still don't know what I want to be."

That got everyone talking about their careers and where they wanted to go in the future. Cailee was quiet throughout it all because she knew her future wasn't going to be here, as far as she was told. At the end of this year, when her mission was accomplished, she would return home. She might come back here when she was older to find a husband maybe, if her father allowed her, but their marriages were to be prearranged. Isaac and Jacob should be married already, they were 24 and 25, but since they spent a lot of time with the Order, their father didn't think it would be right for them to get married and spend so much time away from home.

"I want to play soccer." Dean said.

"That's it? How are you going to make any money?" Ron asked, perplexed. "I mean, life's not all fun and games . . . and someday Fred and George are going to have to learn that," Ron added to himself.

"Ron, I can make money. Just like the Quidditch players play for international teams and make money, playing Quidditch as their job, I can travel internationally and play soccer as my job. I'm going to have a hard time getting on a team, seeing as I haven't been recognized by any of the scouts, since I've been here during soccer season. I can only play soccer during the summer when I'm home, which bites," Dean said.

"I like soccer," Cailee said. Everyone looked at her. Cailee was sure they had all forgotten about her, since she had been so quiet.

"You play?" Dean asked.

"Yeah, at home. Me and all my brothers and sisters. Well, not Isaac and Jacob because they're away a lot, but the rest of us do," she said, looking at him as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"How can you play? Don't you only have like two or three brothers and sisters?" he wondered.

Cailee started laughing. "No, I don't have only two or three brothers and sisters. Try like ten or eleven brothers and sisters," she said, still giggling.

"Ten? And eleven?" Ron gulped. "Whoa, that's a lot. I mean, I have five brothers and a sister, and I thought that was a lot. Man, your parents have been busy," he said.

"Ten? That's crazy! Why have you never mentioned them before?" Seamus asked.

"No one else has talked about their home, so I thought I probably shouldn't talk about mine," she said, honestly. And she didn't talk about them because she didn't want to remember them.

"Okay, well, were asking now, so give us some answers. Tell us about your family. You always say stuff like, 'Back home, this was never a problem. Back home, I already learned this,'" Hermione said, sitting down and making a motion for them all to sit down too.

"No, thanks," Dean said.

"Yeah, me and Dean need to catch up on our Herbology project. . .that's due tomorrow," Seamus said, and he and Dean retreated back to the castle, casting them longing looks as they went.

"So, tell us about them," Ron said.

"Okay, well, Isaac is the oldest, and he's 25. Then there's Jacob, and he's 24. Then Amanda, and she's 21, and then Caleb and Jonathon, who are twins are both 19, Tara is 17, then there's me, and then Mark is 15, Brandi is 14, Nicole is 12, and Chris is 10. And I don't know, what else do you want to know?" Cailee asked.

"Well, you said your two older brothers. . .Isaac and Caleb—"

"Isaac and Jacob?" Cailee interjected.

"Yes, those two. You said their gone from home a lot. How come?" Hermione asked.

'Oh snap.. Look what you've gone and done. Now their all going to find out that your brothers have been working for almost two years against the Dark Lord.' One part of her thought.

But the other part of her said, 'So what? They know about the Order thing. That's why Harry's been in so much pain these last few months, his only thing close to a father has been killed, while working for the Order. So tell them, you know they won't betray you.'

"Ok, what I'm going to tell you guys, you have to swear never to tell anyone, ever." She said, looking at them all. They all nodded, saying "Swear."

"All right, Isaac. . .Isaac and Jacob work for the Order," she stuttered out.

Hermione's jaw dropped all the way to the ground. Cailee didn't even know that it was humanly possible for someone's eyes' to get as big as Ron and Harry's did.

"What?" Cailee asked.

"For the Order. . ."Hermione looked around, and whispered some more, "the Order of the Phoenix?"

"Yeah, so?" Cailee asked.

"Do you know what the Order is?" Ron asked.

"It's a bunch of people working against the Dark Lord and his supporters."

"And…" Hermione prompted.

"And what?"

"These people risk their lives everyday. Three of the teachers here are active in the Order. Four, actually. And Ron's two oldest brothers are. I can't believe you never came by Grimmauld Place. I'll bet we've seen your brothers there," Hermione said.

"Yeah, what do they look like?" Harry asked.

"Well, Isaac has dirty blond hair. And he's really tall. He's quiet too, but he knows what he's doing. He loves to play though, usually some sort of sport or something. And then, Jacob, well, Jacob is loud. That's it. Him and Isaac look more like twins than Caleb and Jonathon do. Jacob is always the one to crack jokes, but he's serious when he has to be," Cailee said.

"Yes! I know them!" Ron cried. "Harry, remember, we played football this summer with them and Fred, and George, and Bill? Remember, in the upstairs, where Fred and George sleep. And mum yelled at us 'cuz we accidentally pushed Ginny down the stairs when she came up to get us for dinner? And George did this spectacular dive, and he pushed Jacob down one of the flights of stairs, and he left this huge dent in the wall where he crashed into it?"

"I do! I remember that! You're brothers are so awesome!" Harry said.

"They only came by a few times when you were there, Herm, so I doubt you saw them," Ron added.

"Wait. Bill, is your brother?" Cailee asked, snapping her fingers.

"Yeah. Bill Weasley. Notice, we have the same last name," Ron said.

"I met Bill. He came to the Leaky Cauldron with Jacob and Isaac to drop me off at the end of summer when I was staying there. He has the long ponytail right?" she asked.

"Yeah, that's Bill all right. You obviously haven't seen him recently. Mum cut his hair while he was sleeping and he threw a right fit about it. Wouldn't even talk to her for a few days. Then he went and got it trimmed up in Diagon Alley 'cuz she did it so horribly," Ron sniggered at the memory.

The four of them continued to talk well until dinner time. Cailee was feeling better that night, and when she went to bed on Sunday, there was no unprovoked attack by Parvarti. Cailee cuddled up into bed with Schnitzy, her kitten, and a horrible thought struck her. Parvarti hadn't apologized, which clearly indicated she wasn't over this little feud of theirs. But she had seemed so calm today, surely she couldn't still be angry. Cailee was very anxious to see why Parvarti was holding out on her, and what she was going to do.

Author's Note: I hope that helped you guys. It's not much to totally figure out Cailee's family, but hopefully this helps her seem not so much as a strange character and more like someone we already know. Up next, the party! And you know the drill. . . . .review, ReViEw, REVIEW! And I will post more sooner!