Well, this is from the Fred/Hermione fanfic The New Mrs. Weasley by Christy January. The drawings that I did of this story before were more realistic (meaning I tried to make them look like the actors James Phelps and Emma Watson) and in pastels. Here I just did the computer coloring - I got tired of the realistic stuff. Anyways, for those who have read the New Mrs. Weasley, this is the part where Fred unexpectedly (don't know if I spelled it right) proposes to Hermione. I'll type down some of the passage here and the link to the story. Enjoy!

“Hermione?” he asked uncertainly. Then before she could respond the door swung open and Fred grabbed her wrist, pulling her inside and shutting the door behind her.

“What is wrong with y-” she stopped short when she looked at Fred. He wasn’t wearing a shirt and he looked good-really good. She vowed then and there to never say anything negative about Quidditch again. It definitely had its advantages. “He must have been getting ready for bed,” she thought.

“Hermione, will you help me?” he blurted out.

“Huh?” she asked, still dazed and staring at him with wide eyes.

A grin snuck across Fred’s face as he realized why Hermione was staring at him. “See anything interesting?” He asked slyly.

Hermione blushed crimson as she came to her senses. “No.” She stated flatly. But she didn’t even sound convincing to herself. “What do you need help with?” she asked, trying desperately to regain her composure.

Still smirking, Fred stepped closer and looked deeply into Hermione’s eyes. “It’s about this whole betrothal thing. It’s so unfair.”

“Yes it is.” she replied in a slightly breathless voice. Having Fred that close to her-especially without a shirt-was making her very nervous for some reason.

“Well, I think I’ve figured a way out of it.” he told her in a low voice.

“How?”

At that Fred got down on one knee and took Hermione’s left hand in his never once looking away from her eyes. Her breath caught in her throat.

“Marry me.”

The New Mrs. Weasley by Christy January [link]