That Old Time Rock N' Roll
Lily Apparated back into the foyer of her and James' house in Godric's Hollow, checking through her grocery list to make sure she got everything. She started to walk into the living room, but halted when she heard music blaring from said place. She quietly crept to the wall and peered over it, only to find the Marauder's dancing around in their boxers to Muggle music, specifically one her dad used to love, called, 'Old Time Rock N' Roll'. She guessed James was going through her CD's again, but she was too amused at the moment to scold him for it. James had adopted a huge cooking spoon for a microphone and was standing on the coffee table, wildly dancing, while Sirius had claimed the five foot lamp as his own microphone, which he had tipped over, his hands holding it as he sang into it passionately. Remus had gotten James' old, broken-down banjo that he'd recieved from some long-lost relative and had taken to strumming the two strings that were left in a tuneless melody. Peter had out a combination of many pots and pans and was 'playing the drums' with his own cooking spoons. They were all singing at the top of their lungs and dancing like mad men, of course, but Lily didn't really know how they knew all the lyrics. Her only conclusion was that they'd done this many times before. She didn't know whether to be frightened or amused by this. She assumed both.
She chose this moment to walk through the living room to the kitchen, her eyes still scanning her grocery list.
"Hello, boys." she called nonchalantly over the music, and she saw out of the corner of her eye each of them freeze in their own embaressing position. She continued into the kitchen and set her list on the counter, silently laughing to herself.
Meanwhile, in the living room, the boys shared indifferent, slightly surprised glances and shrugs before breaking into their soulful performance once again.
"I love that old time rock n' roll - that kind of music just soothes the soul. . . ."