My attempts at smut, because I'm a newbie and I need practice. Slash, explicit, Harry-centric.

"You can't swim?" Sirius' voice was incredulous, like he couldn't quite believe it. Harry flushed self-consciously, fidgeting, and shook his head no. He hadn't realised it was that big of a deal, and yet, Sirius seemed to think it was. "I know!" he exclaimed. "I can teach you!" Slash, Sirius/Harry

The heat made Sirius strip layers off of herself, both literally and figuratively. She smiled more, and it made Harry's heart lighten to see the soft way her eyes crinkled around the corners. She looked at the way Sirius smiled so easily now, and it gladdened her. Harry/Sirius femslash.

It's like his body is not his own but his mind is still awake, aware, and unable to do anything but scream. The humming grows louder, louder until it's filling his ears and his head and it's not a humming at all, not any one sound but a multitude of voices, all singing. It's the songbirds of the wildest jungles and angry cats meowing late at night outside his window. Space Siren AU

When Harry first saw the girls, naked and hair loose and dancing amongst one another like wild women, her eyes went wide with the untamed beauty of it, the raw power of it, and even though she'd never admit it her heart trembled in fear borne from her ignorance. AU, Harry/Tom femslash.

The boy danced ahead of him, petal-soft skin and long hair the colour of darkest obsidian winding it's way around trees with an ease and grace Tom could only envy. He turned about corners on dancer's feet, light as a dream, and Tom wanted so badly to touch him that it rose in him like a physical thirst, the pain blooming harsh and vicious in his throat. Faery AU, Tom/Harry slash.

His days are like living dreams - he feels soft touches on his hands and lips, but there is nothing there to cause them. Once or twice he swears he sees two separate apparitions of identical, redheaded boys, but all he can remember is bright red hair and soft, laughing blue eyes that hide a terrifying fury. Fred/George/Harry slash.

He catches only a glimpse of icy blue eyes before he finds himself falling, collapsing still onto the rough ground. He sits up but it is too late - his hunter has caught him, is standing above him right now with a heavy hand between his shoulder blades and a strong arm around his waist, keeping him chained where he is. AU, OMC/Harry slash.

There are a lot of reasons I love you, sweetheart. Many, and I'd wager they'd take a while to list too. They're probably not eternal though, not like the movies. I wonder how many reasons you'd think up, and how many of those would be true. Draco/Harry slash.

He didn't recognise the place he was in, surrounded by ancient, huge yew trees and surrounded by the strangest, wildest of magics. Death/Harry slash.