Disclaimer: I do not own the song, Taylor Swift does, and J.K owns Harry Potter

They Were Forced to Change

And it's a sad picture, the final blow hits you
Somebody else gets what you wanted again and
You know it's all the same, another time and place
Repeating history and you're getting sick of it
But I believe in whatever you do
And I'll do anything to see it through

Hermione was sick of the war. Prior to this war she had had no idea how cruel the wizarding world could truly be. Dobby had been right. History was repeating itself. And it would keep repeating itself until Voldemort was destroyed.

She'd do anything to see him defeated.

So we've been outnumbered
Raided and now cornered
It's hard to fight when the fight ain't fair
We're getting stronger now
Find things they never found
They might be bigger
But we're faster and never scared
You can walk away, say we don't need this
But there's something in your eyes
Says we can beat this

They were costantly outnumbered by Death Eaters. She had killed some of them too. How could she be forced to harm another human being? It was disgusting.

However they were bigger, and in many cases stronger.

She had to kill or be killed.

Because these things will change
Can you feel it now?
These walls that they put up to hold us back will fall down
This revolution, the time will come
For us to finally win
And we'll sing hallelujah, well sing hallelujah

She knew that the battle was approaching.

Tonight we stand, get off our knees
Fight for what we've worked for all these years
And the battle was long, it's the fight of our lives
But we'll stand up champions tonight

They had worked for years, fighting against evil.

Seven long, dreary years. She wouldn't even think about losing, so many lives depended on them winning.

They'd be champions. They had to be.