A n. To understand the chapters ahead, you must first read the Prologue carefully.

Summary. Hagrid is nineteen. He has been expelled from Hogwarts for five years now, and he is madly in love with Leena Michaels, who has been kidnapped and taken away by Bartemius Croutch. You'd have to read more to figure out what I mean. I'm not really good at summaries, so you'll have to read on.

As promised, here is Chapter one.

Chapter one. A secret letter.

Hagrid rested his head on the table, his eyes closed. It had been a long day, and Hagrid had been thinking hard of what had been happening these last few days. Harry Potter, a boy Hagrid had known for years, had come to him, his messed up hair furling out like shock waves around his head, and told him of a woman who had just been released from Azkaban not too long before. Leena Michaels, a former student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizzardry, had been released by some unknown magic from Azkaban, and was now on the Most Wanted List in the Daily Proffit. She was said to be the most dangerous person, besides Sirius Black, and Hagrid found he could look at the picture staring out at him, and remember well, that day she had disappeared.
Leena had been his friend, and the only girl he could have, and would ever love. The light she seemed to shed on a subject was far greater than anything Hagrid had ever known, and long ago, he had learned that she was the only one who could show him somewhat the same affection, that he had shown her. Leena Michaels, with all her wonder and beauty, had been dragged far away from his cabin, late that winter night twenty years ago, and Hagrid, having been nineteen at the time, and still madly in love with her, had spent the years passing, as he had planned, secretly grieving for the girl who'd been taken, and wishing with all the fibers of his heart and body, that she would someday return.
Hagrid could remember how he had longed to be with Leena, and how he'd planned to tell her, that next day when goodbyes must be said, and as he tried desperately to think of how he would, he could remember her face, when she appeared at his doorstep, wearing her invisibility cloak, and looking so frightened, when she had told him she had not done it. What she hadn't done, Hagrid never knew. He had been at her hearing, however, when she had been accused of spying for He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, and try as he might, Hagrid could not bring himself to believe she had done any such thing. He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named had always frightened Leena, and though she had one day vowed she would murder him for what he had done to her family, Hagrid had not believed her, stating that Leena had been too frightened when she had seen him that one time on the night her parents had died, and that even if she had wanted to, her courage to kill or challenge such a Man would ebb away as soon as she met him. Hagrid knew, even as he sat at the table, his head in his hands, and his eyes looking down at the picture of the girl he'd loved so long, that Leena Michaels, no matter what she had been accused of, would rather die than join the forces of He-Who-Must-Not- Be-Named.
Hagrid, come back, will you?" a voice interrupted, as Hagrid's thought surged about inside his head.
"All righ there, Harry?" Hagrid asked, as he looked up, startled to see the boy and his friends standing inside the doorway to his cabin.
"Yes, but you're not. Hagrid, you haven't been yourself for a few days now, and we wanted to come down and make sure you were all right." Hermione said, as the three of them entered.
"Fang forgot to tell me ye were here. I was just---" Hagrid began, as he layed a careful hand on the clipping from the Daily Proffit, blocking it completely from view.
"Come off it now, Hagrid. What are you hiding under that hand of yours?" Harry asked, as he gently removed Hagrid's hand from the picture.
Leena's picture blinked out from beneath Hagrid's hand, and as Harry, Ron and Hermion's eyes caught it, a knowing look came over Hermione's face, suggesting she knew more of what she had seen, than any of the boys. Smiling, she crossed the room, and looked at the picture, lifting it from beneath his fingertips, as she looked up into Hagrid's eyes.
"Who is she, Hagrid?" she asked, as she stared once again at the picture.
"Nobody ye'd want to know of, Hermione." Hagrid said, as he reached for the picture she held in her hand.
"We do want to know, Hagrid. That's why we're down here." Ron said, as he strode accrost the room, and looked at the picture.
Hagrid sighed, and looked into the eyes of his three friends. He had known this day would come, and even as he'd anticipated it, he had been afraid of telling them all the same. Leena had seemed too precious a memory to speak of, even to them, and now, as he found himself confronted by their anxious stares, he found he could bring himself to keep her from them no longer. Taking a last resolute look around, he raised his head, and took a deep breath, trying o prepare himself to tell them all who and what she was to him.
"Leena Michaels is the one in that picture. That old Bastard Barty Croutch took her from me twenty years ago. Righ here from this cabin he did, and now she's escaped from Azkaban." He said, as he looked at the picture in Hermione's hand.
"Oh, Hagrid! You had a Love?" Hermione asked, as she layed a gentle hand on his shoulder.
"Somethin' like that. She never got to find out, she didn't. Barty took her away when I was going to tell her. I'm hopin she's somewhere on her way to Hogwarts as we speak. Only two years younger than me, that one, and I've been waitin' so long to tell her. I promise when I see her, that'll be comin' out of my mouth first thing." Hagrid said, looking away.
"Why didn't you tell us before, Hagrid?" Harry asked, as he looked at the girl in the picture.
"Too many bad memories. Fang was just a pup then. He's old now, and I want him to see her again some day. Got along really well, they did." Hagrid said, as Fang whined from a corner.
"Well, we'll have to help her get here then, Hagrid." Hermione said, as she looked at the boys.
"Right then.." Harry said.
"We'd better go get right on it." Ron said, as he headed toward the door.
"Don't ye be doin' that. Ye'll get yerselves into trouble!" Hagrid called, as the door slammed behind the three.
Hagrid looked at the closed door, and for the first time, he felt his heart leap. There had been nothing to stop the three of them, when they'd wanted to do something, and now he found he didn't want to stop them. Something was calling them to search for the whereabouts of Leena Michaels, and as Hagrid thought of how wonderful it would be to see her again, he found his heart beating so fast, he couldn't stop it.