"Obviously." Jo said with a roll of her eyes. There was a laundry list of things she should do but wouldn't. She was a selfish creature by heart, unwilling and unable to compromise her values for anyone or anything. And, in some ways, perhaps it was just one more thing that made her a poor Gryffindor. Only cowards avoided confronting their problems — or, in her case, popping her happy domestic bubble. They would talk, eventually, even if doing so would likely lead to their inevitable breakup.

She nodded. "Thank you." Alfred wasn't sorry for sharing his opinions, she knew, but sorry that things were once again heading in a tense direction. "How long are courtships meant to last, anyway? It's been months now, right?"