Dear Harry,
I know you'll probably never get this, but I hope you do. Even if I'm dead.
Neville, Luna and I are keeping the DA alive, but I don't know how long it's going to be able to last before we're caught and tortured to death. I honestly wouldn't put it passed the Carrows. That's our new Muggle Studies and Dark Arts teacher. Its not Defense Against the Dark Arts anymore, now we're getting into the Dark Arts. Muggle Studies is just about how they should be groveling at our feet. It's sick.
I guess I'm writing this because even if I die here, I want you to know that I love you and I'm proud of you. Promise me you'll never give up until Voldemort's dead, even if I am. You're Harry, and I believe in you.
After all, you did save me in my first year.
Ginny
Dear Harry,
We got caught trying to steal the Sword of Gryffindor to get it to you. When I saw "we" I mean Luna, Neville and I. We were sent into the forest with Hagrid. I don't know why Snape decided to let us go, but I think we all know it was a warning, and what happens to us next will be beyond bad if we get caught again. Or maybe it was because he saw the cuts and bruises on all our faces. He killed Dumbledore, I don't see how a man who could do that would be able to feel pity for the three teenagers who broke into his office.
We'll never stop fighting.
Ginny
Dear Harry,
I got tortured tonight because I was unwilling to torture a first year because he was out passed curfew. I think it would make me a villain if I did it. I think I would prefer being tortured myself. And I did. He was only eleven. These people are monsters, Harry. Complete monsters. They are the only people I could torture without my conscience getting in my way. They are the only people who completely deserve it.
Ginny
Harry,
Hagrid got caught hosting a party for you. He's on the run now, but I think he's safe now. He found out just in time.
To be honest, it was a good party. More fun than I had had in a while. We all told stories about how you Ron and Hermione all save at least one of our skins. It feels good to think about you for a while, but then I start to worry. Are you okay? Are you doing what Dumbledore needed you to? Are you safe? I don't know if I'll ever know, but I do know you're alive. I can feel it.
I wonder if you're thinking about me too.
Ginny
Harry,
We've all moved into the Room of Requirement. It's safer here anyway, Aberforth, the owner of the Hogshead gives us food when we need it, only a few of us venture out. Neville's great at only getting people we want into the room. Without him I doubt any of us would be surviving. We also enjoy gratifying the walls.
Long live Dumbledore.
Ginny
Harry,
Now I'm in hiding too, but at least I know you're safe. I wish I was able to get to Bill's before you left, but I know that Voldemort's the most important thing right now.
Is Hermione okay? I heard that she was tortured and that vile woman wrote on her arm with a knife. I can guess what she wrote. Be careful with her, she's stronger than all of us, but she's going to need someone to talk to about this. I hope I'll be there for her.
I hope to see you soon.
Ginny
Harry,
The war's over. Fred is dead, but I'm happy I'll be able to hand you these myself. Does that make me a bad sister? I'm devastated but happy as well. If you still want to, I hope we'll be able to figure it out together.
I love you.
Ginny.