Written for the Artist's Competition! Obviously, I'm no this is it! Thank you so much, for everyone who was reviewed and enjoyed the story. I wouldn't be anywhere without you! I hope ya'll enjoy! A:N/ GUYS. I UPLOADED THE UNFINISHED CHAPTER BY ACCIDENT EARLIER. Merlin, I'm so sorry! Now, it is finished!

I'd Love To Change Your Name

Honey I'd love to change your name
Make yours and mine one in the same
Ain't nothin' else about you I'd ever want to change
Honey I'd sure love to change your name

Hermione was happy. In fact, she couldn't remember the last time she had been happier.

Draco and her had dated for three years. Three years of bliss.

Well, it wasn't all bliss.

His parents were upset at first, but once they got to know her, they got used to her.

Besides, Hermione was the perfect match for Draco, according to Narcissa. The elder Malfoy lady immediately brought Hermione into the elite society of the Wizarding World. It drove Hermione nuts, but she put up with it because she knew Narcissa was just trying to help.

Lucius agreed, but he still had trouble getting past her blood status. But after an incident of him insulting her, Draco punched him square in the face, breaking his nose. After that, the blood status was never mentioned again.

Lucius was polite to her, and after so long, he became used to her presence and excessive chatting.

Harry and Ginny were upset at first, but after spending some time around him and seeing how much he had changed, they began to warm up to him. They were supportive of her.

Ron wasn't, but Hermione honestly wasn't that upset about it. The two of them were cordial at family gatherings, but that was it. There was too much bad blood there.

Hermione had finished getting ready, and was waiting for Draco to pick her up for their anniversary dinner. She had some great news to tell him.

Suddenly, her doorbell rang. Hermione made her way open, smiling when she saw his face. "Draco," she said, pulling him in for a hug.

"Hey beautiful," he said, kissing her face. "You ready?"

She nodded, grabbing his arm tightly. Draco disappeared them with a pop.

Opening her eyes, Hermione let out a small gasp. She turned to Draco, disbelief in her eyes. "Paris?"

He nodded. "My mother recommended this restaurant. Come on." He led her inside, the waiter nodding when he saw them. Bringing them inside, and up a set of stairs, Hermione gasped when she saw their table was set up on the rooftop. There were candles on the table, and some floating in the air, giving the feel of magic.

"I ordered ahead," Draco said, pulling her chair out for her. She blushed, quickly sitting down. There was wine on the table, with roses, and her favorite dinner, chicken cordon bleu. "Draco, this is perfect," she said, giving him a look of love.

He blushed. "Thanks, I'm glad."

The two of them ate in silence, each enjoying the meal. Glancing around, Hermione noticed they had a perfect view of the Eifel Tower glittering in the night sky.

Soft music came on and Draco stood. "Dance with me?"

Hermione nodded, taking his hand. He pulled her close and the two of them swayed back and forth.

"I'm so glad I decided to give you a chance," she murmured into his neck.

He chuckled, tightening his grip on her. "We've had a wonderful three years, haven't we?"

She nodded.

Draco pulled away. "I'd love to have many more together too."

Hermione smiled, nodding once more.

Draco got down on his knee. Hermione let out a small gasp when she realized what was going on.

"Hermione Jean Granger, I love you, more than anything in the entire world. Would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"

Hermione could feel the tears rolling down her face. "Yes! Oh Draco! Yes, I'd love to marry you!"

He grinned, sliding the ring upon her finger. It was white gold, with a diamond in the middle, surrounded by little emeralds. It was beautiful.

He pressed her lips to hers. "I love you so much."

"Draco, I love you too."

He grinned at her. "I don't know what I did to deserve such a beautiful witch like yourself."

Hermione blushed. "Well, you bought me a drink on a muggle cruise ship, and the rest was history."

"I think fate brought us together." He said.

"Oh? And why do you think that?"

"Because what were the chances we'd end up on the same Muggle ship, at the same exact time."

"Well, I guess the fates were behind it." She linked her arms around him. "I'm grateful either way."

He kissed her. "Me too."

Hermione pulled back. "Draco, I have something to tell you."

"What is it?" He asked, concern suddenly etched on his face.

"I'm pregnant," she blurted out.

His eyes widened. "Really?"

"I am! I just found out this morning." Hermione said, a pink tinge on her face.

"Oh Merlin, I'm going to be a father! I can't wait to tell my parents!"

"You aren't mad?" She asked, surprised he was taking the news so well.

"Mad? Are you kidding? I just told you I wanted to get married, of course I want to start a family with you. You're beautiful and perfect, and now you're going to be the mother to my children."

Hermione smiled. "Good."

He chuckled in response. "Good indeed," capturing her lips in a kiss.