Stephanie Miller and the Sorcerer’s Stone

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This short story is a birthday present I wrote for a friend. The names have been changed to protect the innocent. Or… Whatever.

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Stephanie Miller and the Sorcerer’s Stone

“Mmrrroooww!”

Stephanie cracked an eyelid, whimpering in frustration. The noise was loud, constant, and unending. The heavy cat lay on her chest, kneading claws scraping at the blanket. “Mmrrooww!!” it screamed again.

“Eeerrgghh… Shut up, Jeff-Jeff.” Stephi groaned, trying to roll over. “Let me sleep.”

Instead the cat crawled closer at signs of life from his owner, kneading harder and purring loud. No, Stephi thought. Not purring… She turned again, re-cracking her eyes to stare at the cat. His eyes were wide and staring and bits of foam flaked at the corner of his mouth as he mewled again. Instantly Stephi was awake, sitting up in bed to wrap her arms around the quivering feline and scanning the room for…

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