Super short last chapter. To tell you the truth, I wish I had just combined with the last chapter, but that's okay, it didn't really work with the time skip any ways...

I'm really, to be frank, sad about how few reviews I got, but that's okay.

I should have another story up in a few months, with a few one shot stories here and there. PM or review if you have any specific things you think I should do a one shot on, I love one shot stories.

Hope you enjoyed, and review if you read the whole story and liked it. Or didn't like it, really.

5 years later:

Fred put the newspaper down on the table, and turned back to his breakfast. He was currently at his house, which was, ironically, in France.

After the war, and working things out with his family, especially his twin, five years ago, Severus had finally succeeded in getting him to work at Hogwarts. He was the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, because Severus knew, more than most, that to defend against dark magic, one had to have a deep understanding of them. Which was something that Fred had, unfortunately acquired through pain and suffering, as a death eater.

Though, because he was a well known Death Eater, though most accepted that he had been a spy, he received a lot of hate as a teacher, from the other young members of staff, and even the old ones that had taught him. Although the main source of hate had been mail, everyday that he was a teacher, the amount of hate mail that he got was unbelievable. From parents of students, from friends of parents of teachers, from random people, from almost everyone who was capable of complaining and sending an owl, seemed to do so.

He was surprised that Sev could deal with the hate mail that he got, for he had gotten similar amounts when he had been first started working at Hogwarts after the war ended. Though by the time that Fred had taught there, he had gotten almost none. Proving that perseverance, and not reacting was the way to go.

He had only spent a year as a teacher at Hogwarts, before he moved to France. He had left Hogwarts because of the hate, and because Luna and Draco had just had their first child, who was currently 3. He was godfather to Nymphadora Malfoy, who had been named after the late Nymphadora Tonks Lupin, as a symbolic sign of change, and embracing muggle/muggle born roots in the Malfoy family. Or so Luna said, and Draco seemed just as keen on it, seeming to understand what she was trying to show. Little Dora, as she preferred to be called, had the lightest blonde hair, that it was almost white. Though as it was not as fine as Draco's, it was clearly Luna's hair. Though she had gotten her gray stormy eyes from her father. She had a lovely personality, vivacious, outgoing, but also a true Slytherin. She knew how to manipulate those around her, and did so shamelessly.

He now, currently taught at Beauxbatons, happily. Though at first, after finding that there was not a charm to teach him the language, he had struggled to understand the language, and it had taken him years to properly understand it, though he got the basics down in only a few months.

He taught the equivalent of Defense against to Dark Arts, though to his joy, the school took a different approach, and taught the Dark Arts themselves in the 5th and 6th years. 1-4 was devoted to defense, and 7 and 8 (Beauxbatons had an extra year) was more complex defense, now that the students had tried basic dark arts.

Though he was unmarried, he was dating a French girl, Annabelle, that was a fellow teacher, and was only a few months younger than him, quite happily. He didn't want to rush into a marriage, he was still young, and they were both happy to date for the time being. Their relationship was very serious, and she had already met his parents during the last summer break (her parents knew English and had taught her even though French was her native language), and they had both liked her and approved of the relationship. He was also set to meet here parents over the Winter holidays, when they had both already been authorized to leave the school for a few days.

He was still, despite the distance, in touch with his friends and family. Every other weekend, he left the school by floo, and met Neville, Luna and Draco (they hired a babysitter), and Snape, in Britain and sometime France, and had a good time together, usually going out to eat or something of the sort. Usually Annabelle came, but sometimes it was just the ex spies.

Yes, life was good for Fred.

The end. I liked it, and I hope you did too. :)