Ginevra,
My methods were honestly too tame. Understand that you are being considered for very dangerous plans if you do not agree to work with us, and that is something I am trying to avoid for you. You do not want the Death Eaters to have their way with you, do you? I would rather try to talk to you like the adult you are, not force you into any uncomfortable position. You do not want things easy and mature, thus drastic measures have to be taken. Would you rather have Bellatrix interrogate you from this point on?
The new plotting point that you were forced to provide for us gave satisfactory results. Half of the Order's current battalion has been removed, but we are aware there are more out there. Do know that neither Harry Potter nor any of the more profound Order members were found? Inserted, however, are a few pictures of the ones we did happen to find and what happened to them. Know that this is something I try to prevent from happening to you, and take a good, hard look at how the others suffered for not having someone to show them mercy. I believe one of them happened to be an ex-lover of yours, Dean Thomas. The Death Eaters were peculiar with him during his final moments; they wanted to make sure you understood exactly how close to this if you continue to displease them.
The loo is provided for you in case you grow ill at the sight of the pictures. No one would blame you.
Signed,
D. Malfoy.
P.S: You must start eating soon, if not for your own sake, than mine. I can't rest at night knowing that the meals return untouched and that you are slowly killing yourself.
Draco Malfoy,
If you consider the Imperius Curse to be tame, I'd hate to know what you find brutal. I do not know what kind of reaction you want me to give to you from the news that you've wiped half of the Order members out. Should I start clapping my hands? Your letters drives me mad, bit by painful bit. Why should I take a look at the pictures when I know what they already hold? The Death Eaters are depraved souls, and I do not know why I am spared any leniency when the people I love are forced to suffer.
I don't have to put a thing in my mouth, and you can't make me. I would rather die; you should know this. Give me Bellatrix. At least she will torture me and be completely honest about it. You keep me trapped here and pretend you are doing me a favor when your cruel intentions remain hidden. Do not write to me anymore. I don't want to hear a thing you have to say.
Signed,
G. Weasley.
To the family of Dean Thomas,
I am so sorry. His death was my fault; I gave away the Order's location which caused the Death Eaters to find the battalion's station in Wiltshire. Please know that I am confessing this, and that I expect no forgiveness. I loved Dean, and even when we were not together, he was one of my closest friends. It wounds my heart to hear about his death.
If I could pay with my life, I honestly would.
Signed,
Ginny.
To the office of Percy Weasley, Junior Administration for the Ministry of Magic
The current state of things leaves me worried. Please know that I am safe, regardless of what Mum and Dad happen to think. Yet, I'm aware that I know little to nothing about the outside, and I have no connections with the outside world except for this owl that I am provided with. Is there any way that you are able to send me a copy of the Daily Prophet? I do not know if this owl could reach anyone else due to their moving locations, but I know it can reach you, Percy.
Signed,
Ginny.
Hermione,
What do you know of doorless rooms?
Signed,
Ginny.
Ginevra,
Two out of your three letters were sent without any considerable warning. The one to the Mudblood has been denied, for obvious reasons. I did not think you were stubborn enough to try again, yet you have proven me wrong. You cannot ask for help, Ginevra. You may only wait until it has been decided what to do with you.
I will come to your room to force you to eat. I did not think that your foolish bravado could reach such aggravating levels, but you have surprised me. It would be a folly in the Dark Lord's plan if something were to happen to you before you were ready, thus I must do this. I would advise that you cooperate, lest I take away your owl and your only communication with the outside world. That would drive you mad; this I promise you.
Signed,
D. Malfoy.
Draco Malfoy,
I believe you enjoy torturing me to this degree. Does it help you sleep at night knowing you've kidnapped a harmless woman and forced her to endure solitude? Do you think that I can go on like this? Tell your Dark Lord to complete whatever plan he has for me and be done with it, or I promise that the Order members will lay him to rest in the most painful way possible.
I have nothing to give. This is a waste of time.
Signed,
G. Weasley.
P.S: You will leave my owl alone. I've named her Olympia and I enjoy her company far more than your letters.