[ WP ] At midnight , you say Bloody Mary three times in front of the mirror . Cuddly Harry accidentally shows up instead .

My `` friends'' had goaded me into doing this stupid Bloody Mary thing. `` Friends'' is a loose term, considering they were just girls from my class that my mom had blackmailed their mom's into participating in my birthday sleepover, since none of the witches had said'Yes' from my Facebook invitation. 
 
 They were waiting in my bedroom, now filled with sleeping and overnight bags, walls covered with pictures of all my favorite actors, musicians, and drawings. 
 
 The clock on my phone flashed to 12:00, January 13th, 2017. I could hear them whispering and giggling on the other side of the door. 
 
 I took a deep breath, 
 
 `` Bloody Mary''. 
 
 I stared into the dirty speckled mirror, 
 
 `` Bloody Mary''. 
 
 The whispers had subsided, probably waiting for the Mary, and then they would throw open the door and yell `` Boo!''. Please. 
 
 `` Bloody Mary''. 
 
 The lights flashed on and off quickly. I raised my eyebrows in surprise, they had found the light switch. Better than 5 girls rushing in and yelling in my ear I suppose. 
 
 I opened the door, ready to receive whatever criticism they had for my lack of screams. Before I could open the door the 3 of them burst in, slamming into me hard enough for me to stumble and crack my head on the bathtub. 
 
 The world went fuzzy for a second and dark red spots flickered around. `` What the fuck?! ``, I yelled. God, my head hurt, it was pounding where it had smacked the tub. 
 
 `` Shut up,'' Sam whispered, `` It'll hear you''. 
 
 I sat on the toilet and put my head between my knees and closed my eyes to make the world stop spinning. `` What'll hear me? The boogey-man? ``, I questioned loudly. 
 
 All three of them turned to me and shushed me. 
 
 We wound up waiting in the bathroom for what seemed like hours, eventually my headache subsided and I was able to raise my head. Sam, Mel, and Lydia looked looked pale. Mel was biting off her perfectly manicured sparkly blue nails, Sam was pulling her long auburn hair in front of her and pulling out the split ended ones, so far she had a tiny ball of hair in front of her that she just kept adding to. And Lydia, Lydia was just sitting in the tub rocking back and forth hugging herself. 
 
 They all looked pathetic. 
 
 I was the first to break the silence, `` So what happened? ``, I whispered, fearing the answer. 
 
 Nobody answered at first, and then Lydia whispered, `` Cuddly Harry happened.'' 
 
 `` Who the heck is Cuddly Harry? We were doing Bloody Mary.'' 
 
 `` Cuddly Har-'' 
 
 `` Do n't say his name again! ``, Sam yelled, forgetting to stay quiet. 
 
 There was a knock at the bathroom door, you could hear the other three girls gasp in horror. Lydia sunk her head down. All the other girls seemed frozen, so I stood up, caught my balance for a second after the head rush. Walked over three steps, and opened the door. 
 
 A British voice and familiar face greeted me, `` Hi, I'm Harry Potter, also known as Cuddly Harry when I do these sort of things, I heard it was your birthday! Come and give this wizard a hug!''
