Cardigan loved Quidditch.

Like, deeply.

Of course she hadn't made the team this year. She hadn't been practicing enough in the summer, which must've been it. Russia just didn't have the right kind of Quidditch weather for her! Not that much of a cold weather person, mind you. Anyways, true love should never be broken, right???

So what better way to rekindle that then trying out to be a Quidditch announcer?!

Next best thing to being on the team. You get to feel the action, feel the heat, without all the injuries! No one loves getting an ouchie! Trust her, SHE KNOWS.

After all, Ariana was on Slytherin's Quidditch Team, and it would be a perfect opportunity to torment her without getting in trouble! Of course, that wasn't the reason she was trying out.

Cardigan walked up to the door of Professor Vindictus' office, feeling quite jittery. What if she wasn't good enough??? What if she stuttered and didn't speak up enough??? Or worse-what if she couldn't muster up a word at all?!?!?! EEEP!! How tragic that would be! She rapped her knuckles on the door loudly, knowing that would be an easy way to show her spirit and enthusiasm. After all, you can't have an easily bored announcer!!