Merlin, the poor girl was being neglected by her own family! The fact alone that she squeezed back - and by now Aidan had learned that Tracey didn't give out her affection too freely - was proof enough. He silently resolved to give her family a solid piece of mind if they ever were to meet.
"No," Aidan admitted. "I wanted ter be a number of things: a professional Quidditch player - but that was before I found out that I'm not too fond of flyin'; a Potions Master - but then Snape scared the 'ell out of me and...I think as a little kid I wanted ter be a shepperd, because there are nice animals an' a lot of time ter read." Aidan quietly got up and tugged on Tracey's hand, indicating the sofa (a gift form Lee Jordan and therefore eternally stuck in the seventies). "What about ye? What did ye want ter do when ye were a child?"