Sorry this took so long, but I got wordy, Sands got wordy, and it was just a miserable excuse for a fic. That, and I spent a lot of time screaming “WHY???!!!!” to the heavens as I read this, and not just in the “Why, God?” fashion.

The previous sporking of this fic is here, along with the profile. Here’s the next part! Part one, of chapter two!

( Harry has a prophetic dream…where he beats the game Neverwinter Nights 2—WITHOUT THE WALKTHROUGH!!! )

And because I’m a notoriously wordy sporker, I had to break the chapter up into two parts because it was getting too long. Part Two coming soon of a very special chapter—special, in that I want to kill something after I’m done reading it.