Sirius grew up a victim of not only pureblood ideologies, but of his mother. An evil, wretched woman who took pleasure in the psychological and physical abuse of her two sons. He spent his entire childhood and adolescence planning his grand escape from the Blacks, his best friend James his number one supporter. Sirius had managed to escape the Black household at sixteen, taking to living with the Potters. But the war completely destroyed that. He was forced to return to his previous life (thankfully without the need of the Dark Mark), with his opposing ideologies tucked neatly away in his mind. Even if Sirius is able to live lavishly at twenty-three, taking his place as the Black’s heir, he does not go unpunished for his time spent against the ‘pureblood mania’. Both his mother and Lord Voldemort make sure of that.

James Potter considered himself a brave man. That was until the livelihood of his wife and son was challenged. When the war came, James—a pureblood—was safe. Privileged in a detrimental society. His wife was muggleborn, and his son’s blood illegal. James makes sure his wife and son are duly taken care of and hidden away under a tight Fidelius Charm. He disguises himself amongst the Blacks in society, whilst taking every single opportunity to sneak away to see his little family.