Feeling rather cheery from the wedding, and thoughts of his possible future, Draco held her a bit tighter, "I've been meaning to ask you something and I've just been waiting for the right moment, and I think this is a pretty good one."
He lifted her off her feet as he pressed his lips to hers. He loved her. He loved her more than he ever thought he could love anything. He set her back on the ground and broke away from her, "I don't think I tell you enough, but I love you. I love you more than..." he stopped speaking and tilted his head at her, "I've never been this happy," he said as he smiled.
She was a little surprised when he lifted her, but it didn't matter. He set her back down and she grinned at his words. "I love you, too, Draco. More than books and learning and everything." Which really was a lot, coming from her. "Oh, goodness. I'm going to be Mrs. Malfoy!" She couldn't stop smiling.
He smirked, "Would it bother you if I still called you Granger? I just love that name for you," he said as he let one hand wander to her bum and give it a nice squeeze before he moved it once more to the small of her back.
"I don't think I'd have it any other way," she said with a tilt of her head. "You've been calling me Granger for as long as we've known each other." She gasped when he squeezed her bum and playfully swatted his arm. "Stop that. We're at Charlie and Lavender's wedding." She lifted an eyebrow. "Think they'd notice if we slipped away?"