Jean Evans and the Lost Souls(Harry Potter Fan Fiction)

A shiver runs through my body as I see the white sliver figure float towards me, my breath was heavy as the Sliver figure circles around me and its white blank eyes stare into mine. I feel a cold hand touch my arm and step backwards the lifeless eyes still staring at me.

My eyes snap open as I pant and try to calm myself down the image of the sliver figures still in my mind.

( I suck at descriptions but I promise the story will be better )

( This story has not been edited and has a lot of mistakes but I will go over it and some point)