James S. Potter the Greatest has moves like Jagger (king_james) wrote in wariscoming,
James was hungry. If you paid attention to ... anyone James was always hungry. Which really wasn't an exaggeration since the amount of food that the young man could put away could rival his Uncle Ron. So it wasn't at all unexpected to see him lurking about the kitchen. It was one of his favorite places at Burrow, just beating where Grandpa Arthur kept all his muggle devices.
He was hoping to grab some of those cookies and muffins left out from the other day ... if there were any left. He was still miffed on missing out on the pie. Hands threading through long slightly unkempt hair (what did you expect? He's a Potter), James focus was so much on food. So much on trying to figure out how he'd swindle a piece of cake without much trouble that he almost missed the music playing.
It was a toss up which he loved more. Rock music. Or food. Yep, he tended to love his classics that much and Guns n' Roses were one of his favorites. Being a huge fan of Slash's playing and Axel's voice.
Slowing his steps, James entered the kitchen, nose sniffing the air and ears intent on the music. Pausing at the entryway, he spotted a woman. Star. He recognized her. Smirk quirking his lips slightly, he knocked on the doorframe, "May I come in or is this a private affair?"