Before you begin please read.

Okay so I started writing this because I don't like the fact that there aren't a lot of male oc stories written. I have written this in a combination of my favourite stories. The time line is pushed forward by 10 years. Nick's appearance is based off of the character Sekizan Takuya and Alexis is based off of Black Widow from the Marvel cinematic universe. More about the story and past events will be explained later on.

Lastly,i do not own anything to do with harry potter.

House of Amarok

Chapter 1

13th December 1998

He takes a small step to the left as he tilts his head to the side and watches the gloved fist fly past his face. He quickly steps into his opponent's guard and crouches down before using his right foot to launch himself upwards. His fist slams into his opponent's unprotected chin with deadly accuracy. Everyone around the ring cringes at the sight of the mouthpiece flying through the air, spraying little droplets of blood along the boxing mat.

He rushes forward as his opponent falls backwards and smashes his fist down into the unprotected stomach, smashing said opponent into the ground. The crowed watching the match gasps in fear at the brutality of it all.

"Nicolai!" a voice rings out into the suddenly silent gym. "What have I said about fighting when I am not around to supervise?"

The now identified Nicolai turns around to meet the angry glare of his trainer without a care in the world. He was tall for his age, just a head shorter than the 16-year-old opponent he just did his best to drive through the mat with his fist. He had long blood red hair, which just about touched the top of his shoulders. The tight workout top did very little to hide the impressive amount of muscle he had on him for one so young. The bored and lazy expression on the young boy's face often at first glance led most people to believe that he was a delinquent. It was his golden eyes that allowed people to see the vast amount of intelligence the boy held.

He calmly walks over to the edge of the ring, each step watched closely by those in the gym.

"I seem to recall it was something along the line of not hurting any of your future prospects that are idiotic enough to think that anyone other than myself rules this ring." Nicolai answers back with an extremely bored tone.

Nicolai grabs onto the top rope and uses it to jump out of the ring to land in front of his trainer. He holds out his hand as he allows a small smile to grace his handsome face.

"Thanks for all you have done for me, Mike."

Mike lets out a deep sigh before he grasps the hand held out to him and gives it a firm shake. Nicolai makes his way over to a bench with every single eye in the gym following his every move. He picks up a sports bag and slings it over his shoulder before making his way towards the exit.

"You sure you don't want to reconsider my offer?" Mike calls out to his young charge. "You have the potential to become one of the best fighters out there."

"My mind won't be changed, Mike." Nicolai answers back without slowing down his stride. "I'm aiming for something infinitely bigger than just being considered the best in the world."

Once Nicolai walks out of the gym all eyes turn towards the head trainer.

"Mike, who was that kid? What division is he in?" asked one of Mike's top prospects.

"That was Nicolai Amarok." Mike answers with a sigh. "Honestly speaking, he completely terrifies me when he steps into the ring. He isn't in any division due to the fact that the youngest boxing division in England at the moment is the U15 Amateur division. Today is Nick's 11th birthday." Almost everyone in the gym steps back in shock at what was just said. "If you knew his family the way I do, none of you would be surprised by that fact. They come from a long line of very dangerous and ferocious fighters. Even though he is amazing, he decided he wasn't going to pursue a career in boxing. He said his interests lie elsewhere."

The stillness surrounding the trees in the forest was suddenly shattered as a young boy in tattered clothing suddenly flew past on a broom, feet almost brushing against the leaves fluttering along the ground. Almost immediately following the boy was a large grey blur which turned out to be a wolf of some kind. Both the boy and the grey blur flew past the large trees surrounding them in an intricate and deadly game of tag. What most people would consider a simple game for kids was currently being turned into a very strenuous form of exercise. Both boy and wolf were moving at their fastest possible speed as the navigated the densely populated and overgrown forest.

It was as the trees started thinning around them that the game came to a halt, neither one slowed down. If anything, they both seemed to have picked up speed as the made a mad dash towards the clearing both knew laid in front of them.

The wolf put its head down as it pumped all four of its legs even harder, slowing inching ahead of his opponent. The boy laid himself flat along the handle of the broom and poured out every ounce of speed he could get out of the broom. Both wolf and boy raced towards the edge of the forest, pushing themselves as hard as possible; their pride allowing neither of them to sow down in the slightest.

They brushed shoulders just as they both burst out into the clearing, sending both of them tumbling to ground in a heap. The both scramble back to their feet before jumping away from each other to gain some space. They stare each other down, the natural sounds of the forest the only thing that can be heard around them. Both crouch down in anticipation of charging the other.

"Ahem."

Both boy and wolf snap their attention to the offending sound with a snarl on their face. They instantly relax when they saw the beautiful figure of a girl who looked to be around 18 years of age standing next to a female wolf. The girl who a professional suit and held herself with a sophisticated grace that many women would kill to have. She had her red/brown hair tied up in a high ponytail. Her green eyed gaze peering through her thin wire framed glasses at the clipboard held gently in her hands. The wolf standing next to her had the same colour fur as her hair did. The wolf was above average in size, standing around the height of the young lady's torso.

"Nick, Nancy has placed the clothes I have chosen for you upon your bed. We are expected at the bank just after lunch so you have 30 minutes to shower and get dressed." She addresses the boy who stands up from his crouched position and gives her a nod of acknowledgement. She the turns towards the black furred wolf, now standing next to the red haired boy. "Duke, Sammy is waiting for you in the shower rooms. I do not care what you have to say on the matter. You will go wash up. You will let him brush down your fur. You will not do anything to ruin your appearance at do. Do you understand me?" she asks with a sickly sweet smile that has Duke whimpering as he bows his head to her.

Nicolai lets out a chuckle at seeing the large wolf bow down to the petite girl before him.

"To think that the alpha of the pack would be scared of a small girl like Alexis. That has to be the funniest thing I have ever seen."

"What was that, dear little cousin?" Alexis turned her sweet smile upon Nick who immediately stiffened in fright.

"Nothing, my gorgeous and merciful cousin!"

Alexis rolls her eyes at the antics of her younger cousin and his familiar. She turns around and makes her way back inside of the family mansion.

"Esme, please ensure that Duke doesn't get lost while he makes his way over to Sammy." Alexis says to her own wolf familiar.

The crack of portkey was heard as Alexis and Nick landed just before the steps of Gringotts. Both garnered the attention of the general wizarding public shopping and walking around in Diagon Alley due to their choice of clothing. Alexis was wearing a form fitting business suit that showed off her spectacular curves, something that is heavily frowned upon in wizarding Britain. Nick was is a suit that was tailor made to fit his body, allowing those with a keen eye to see the power hiding beneath. The fact that both chose to forgo wearing any type of robe just added to the spectating that they were attracting.

Ignoring all the looks they were receiving, Nick made his way up the steps with Alexis walking slightly behind his right shoulder. Walking into the bank the both made their way towards the nearest teller, paying no attention to the lines of witches and wizards waiting to be seen to.

"Good afternoon, Master Teller." Alexis greets the teller with a professional air about her as she steps in front of a blonde haired family that was about to make their way over to the open position. "Please inform that Director Ivan that we are have arrived for the allotted appointment that he was gracious enough to set for us." Much to the shock of every witch and wizard, along with awe and confusion coming from the children, the goblin behind the teller bows his head before addressing the young lady before him.

"Right away, Lady Alexis. Please have a seat while I bring your visit to the attention of the Director."

Alexis bows her head in acknowledgement as she and Nick make their way over to a lavished sofa that appeared next to the tellers. Without a word being spoken, a unit made up of a dozen goblins dressed in armour and carrying weapons form a protective barrier between the pair and the rest of the general populace.

Alexis flicked her wrist and caught her wand before summoning her note pad that was filled with notes. She flipped through as few pages and used a pen to make adjustments here and there.

"After this we are going down to Knockturn Alley to get your wand. We then need to go to bond street to get ourselves fitted for new clothing due to all the wizarding events we will have to attend."

"I hate shopping but it has to be done I guess." Nick says with a resigned sigh. "Make a note that we need to get new gym equipment for the training room. The room seriously needs an update."

"If that's your line of thinking then we might as well update the whole house. I'm sure we can get Nancy to find Aunt Lily's and your mother's notes on electricity and magic. We can hire the goblins to do that." Alexis says as she starts writing on a new page. "Don't forget that you need to be up two hours earlier due to Mad-eye coming over to start your training."

Nick can only nod his head as he spots a goblin dressed like royalty walking towards them. They both stand up to greet him yet its only Alexis that bows in respect. Nick just stands up straight while looking directly into the eyes of the incoming goblin.

"You must have balls made of brass to stare at me like that, boy." The goblin says with a bloodthirsty grin upon his face. He steps in front of Nick and everyone in the lobby can feel the tension between the two start to rise.

"Its been awhile, Uncle Ivan." Nick states with a respectful tone, not backing down an inch in front of the intimidating Director before him. "What's it been? Three years since we last met?"

"Ay, back then you couldn't hold contact for even a second." Director Ivan says as he continuous his staring match with the boy. "I'm glad to see you finally take your family's heritage seriously."

Nick's eyes glint dangerously. Something that doesn't go unnoticed by the goblins standing around keeping guard as they each tense up, hands gripping weapons in anticipation of drawing them.

"I have taken my heritage seriously ever since I lost my parents, Director." Nick spits out. "However, it was only in recent years that I learnt what normally would have been passed down to me."

Director Ivan's eyes widen at the implication of what was just said. He took a closer look at the boy standing before, taking special note of the way in which he held himself. It wasn't obvious and normally he would have completely overlooked it if he wasn't sure on what specifically to look for, but Ivan saw it clear as day.

"I see you have finally gained access to your Grandfather's office." Ivan states in a serious tone before turning his attention to the young lady standing next to Nick. "Lady Alexis, always a pleasure of mine to gaze upon your beauty." He states as he gently takes her hand and places a kiss upon it

"Hello to you as well, Uncle Ivan." Alexis responds with a curtsy and a small smile.

"Lets take this to my office. Its time we discussed business."

The trio, surrounded by their goblin guards, make their way down the corridor Ivan came out of, easily ignoring all the strange looks they receive from those standing in the lobby.

"You took the ritual." Director Ivan says with complete certainty as he looks at the two young humans sitting in front of his desk.

"We both did." Alexis responds without a hint of regret in her voice. "It was the only option left to us when we thought about what we wanted to accomplish in our life time."

"I thought as much." Ivan states with a resigned sigh.

"You fought alongside Grandfather, Uncle Ivan. You were there to witness and participate in what my family had to go through during the war with Grindelwald. You know the measure he put in place if there were to ever come a time my family needed to do something drastic. That time is here, Uncle. We are the only two left, as you well know."

The Director remains silent as he contemplates what was just said. As much as he wanted to contradict what Alexis told him, he knew in his heart that she was right. He once again turns his gaze towards Nick. His decision made as soon as he saw the untapped potential laying dormant just below the surface, waiting to be released.

"You spent time in the Pensieve?"

"Spent time?" Nick repeats with a snort. "I practically lived in it. I spent weeks living in there; listening to every single word; studying every single script. The same for Alexis and the Pensieve left by Grandmother. We have learnt all we can, Uncle."

"For curiosity's sake, what exactly change after the ritual?" the Director asks as he staples his fingers together in front of his face.

"We don't have total recall but our minds are now able to process information at the level of someone with a genius intellect. It helps with learning and finding solutions to problems. We also mature faster than the average witch and wizard. The drawback, if you can even call it that, is that our personalities have now taken on more characteristics of our familiars." Alexis answers. "For me personally, it drastically eases the handling of all the different appointments, contracts, and such things that I have had to keep track of till now."

"For me its slightly different." Nick takes over. "While Alexis acts as the brain of our family, I take on the role of the muscle. That's not to say that we can not reverse roles. She just prefers to do the thinking while I much rather prefer to do the doing."

The Director gazes at the cousins before him before leaning down and opening a draw in his desk. With great care he took out a decorated box and placed it in front of Nick.

"That has ring the your Head of House wears. Now that you are 11, it is rightfully yours. However, know that if you choose to put that ring on you will have to take on all responsibilities that come along with being Head of House."

"I already know what I need to do, Uncle." Nick says he opens the box before him. "The wizarding world of Britain made their biggest mistake when they decided to cover up the role my family played in the war. Voldemort made his biggest mistake when he attacked and murdered my family. I'm tired of my family living in the shadows!" Nick takes out a ring from the box. On top of the ring was an image of a snarling engraved into the metal. He places it on his left index finger as he speaks. "I, Nicolai Deucalion Amarok, swear upon my life and magic to protect and ensure the survival of the House of Amarok. To provide for and protect its members. To strike down any foolish enough to dare attack my family and allies. So I swear, so mote it be."

A flow of magic swirls around Nick as he finishes speaking. Duke suddenly jumps out of his chest and crouches down in a preparation for attack. Both Nick and Duke bend their heads before throwing them backwards and howling with all their might. White magical markings started appearing all over their bodies. As they continued howling Nicks clothes covering his upper body began to burn away as the markings continued travelling across their bodies. When the procedure was finally over both Nick and Duke had the appearances drastically changed.

Duke now towered over everyone else in the office. Standing close to 10ft tall and packed with muscle, he cut a very fearsome figure to even Director Ivan. Ivan, who was praised in the Goblin Nation for being one of their finest fighters, was having trouble recalling another instance in his life when he felt quite as intimidated as he was currently feeling. Duke's black fur was moving as if he were started in a gentle breeze. Streaks of white fur could be seen here and there on his coat. All four paws were pure white up until halfway on each leg. His canines were all sharpened and elongated with the top two so long that they covered his bottom lip. Nick stood bare-chested right next to Duke, standing at an impressive 7ft; white markings also streaked in his hair and covering his body, which was packed with muscle.

What stood out the most about each of them was the magic flowing from their eyes. The magical power was rolling off of them in waves, blowing around papers and curtains in the office. Before long the power receded back into their bodies, causing them to revert back into their original appearances.

"Well then…" Nick starts as he looks at his torn clothing, "… that was fascinating."

So let me know what you think. no, this will not be a harem fanfic as i don't like them. i feel like they take away from the story. i won't actively try to bash any characters but it will happen here and there. also, the big players like voldemort, dumbledore, grindlewald, will be much more powerful than in canon. harry will obviously be making an appearance but he won't be weak and depend on luck