Stephen couldn't imagine them having anything remotely like this with the attitudes and beliefs they'd had only a year before. "It feels like a lifetime ago, but I know. I don't do relationships," he said with a grin. "Let alone monogamy or a bonding. Total rubbish, if you ask me. No man should ever be trapped into something made for breeding, do you hear? Completely unreasonable."
He snorted. "Right, you aren't afraid. You simply fear for my well-being, and by the way, in your scenario, I'm the damsel in distress... or I'd be if we were talking about it, which we aren't."
He took a deep breath. "I know, but an heir doesn't mean brainwashing the kid. She wouldn't have to get married to be something and he wouldn't have to do what we say... actually, regardless of gender, they should do what we say, because we're totally rational and we'd never pull any of the crap our parents pulled with us. Now, why would Tracey freak out. It's a room, a room with a forest painted in its walls. I know, the area near the waterfall at the manor. It's beautiful there, there can even be deer and peacocks. It'll be beautiful." He wasn't sure when it'll get used since they were at Hogwarts, but it was still nice. "We can tell them after we find the two women and get one pregnant."