Harry whipped around and gave his father a brief scowl, but as he spoke, his face became infused with excitement. "No, he was brilliant! He always opened with Bowie and everyone always paid attention when he was on stage. We're sitting in front of a bona fide rock-and-roll sex god, we are!"
He rattled on enthusiastically, giving his father all the details, to the point where he forgot to be embarrassed about bragging on Sirius so much. "He couldv'e been the next Weird Sisters, only everyone thought he was Stubby and who wants to be famous without having to earn it-"
James eyes flicked up to Harry's scar and he found himself shutting his mouth with an audible clack of his teeth. "I mean, well, he was brilliant," Harry finished lamely.