Happy (slightly belated) birthday, SJ! I hope you enjoy it!
For those who live under a rock or don't religiously read classics, the namesake Hermione refers to is Victor Hugo, who wrote Hunchback of Notre Dame.
"You want to name him what?"
"No, Ron. I want to name him Hugo."
"That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard."
"No it's not; it's romantic."
"What's so romantic about some old dead guy that writes about hunchbacks in moldy cathedrals?"
"The Notre Dame is not moldy, Ron. It's a piece of Gothic architecture that's a figurehead of Parisian religion, culture, and art."
"Well, romantic or moldy or figurehead, I am not going to name my son after some wimpy poet."
"There's nothing wrong with being romantic."
"I'm told my romantic charm is why you fell in love with me, Hermione."
"Merlin, I hope my standards aren't that low!"
"Well, clearly romantic charm was not what I fell for in you."
"Don't pout, Ron, just because I'm right."
"And I didn't fall for your ability to compromise either, Hermione."
"Stop rationalizing!"
"It certainly wasn't the way your voice gets all shrieky when you're peeved at me …"
"Ron!"
" …although the decibels of sound my ears can stand have significantly increased since our marriage, so there's something."
"Oh, very funny. I suppose you think that was a good way to make me change my mind about naming our son Hugo?"
"It was worth a try."
"If a romantic—yes, Ron, romantic—name like Hugo will make him grow up into someone less irritating than you were, I'll be happy."
"Oh, so now I'm irritating?"
"Don't split hairs, Ron. I married you, didn't I?"
"One of your better decisions, I must say. Better than … well, Hugo, for one."
"So you agree? It's a decision?"
"Oh."
"Good choice. I approve."
"What a surprise."
"I'll tell everyone how much your suggestion inspired me, Ron … how it reminded me of the romantic charm I fell in love with?"
"Well, that's something, then."
"Like father, like son."
"Hermione?"
"Yes?"
"Go get that birth certificate. Hugo it is."