Daisy needed something to take her mind of not being able to play Quidditch anymore. She had always found music to be quite therapeutic and she was getting very sick of having to take Sleeping Draughts. She slowly entered the store and made her way to the front counter, her purse full of money that her mum had given her as a fifteenth birthday present.

"Hello there. I was wondering if I could take a look at one of your drum kits. I'm interested in purchasing one."