The tension at Hogwarts was palpable as the Inquisitorial Squad gathered in the Room of Requirement. Draco Malfoy, brimming with frustration after their recent embarrassment, was determined to exact revenge on Harry Potter and his D.A. allies. He paced the room, which had been transformed into a maze of traps and obstacles, his expression a mixture of anger and determination.

Draco, flanked by Pansy Parkinson and Millicent Bulstrode, laid out their plan with military precision. "Tonight, we're going to make Potter and his friends pay for their insolence. We've set up every trap we could think of," Draco said, his wand gesturing to the various magical contraptions.
Pansy, her eyes gleaming with mischief, added, "This will be a breeze. They won't know what hit them."
Millicent, trying to hide her smirk, agreed. "Let's just hope they're as clueless as they were last time."

Meanwhile, in the Gryffindor common room, Tracey Davis and Millicent Bulstrode—both secretly loyal to Harry—had overheard the squad's plans. Tracey quickly sent a discreet message to Harry, her heart racing.
"Harry, Draco and the squad are preparing an ambush in the Room of Requirement. They've set up traps and are ready to strike. Be prepared."
Harry read the message with a frown, then looked around at his friends. "Alright, we need to act fast. Draco's planning something big. Let's head to the Room of Requirement and turn this around."
*The D.A.'s Counter-Plan*
Harry, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, and other D.A. members made their way to the Room of Requirement. When they arrived, they found the room full of magical traps. With quick thinking and practiced efficiency, they started to reverse the traps, set up protective barriers, and hide enchanted objects to use against the squad.
Hermione, her wand moving with practiced precision, cast spells to conceal their presence and fortify their defenses. "We need to be ready for anything. Let's make sure we're not caught off guard," she instructed.
Draco, flanked by Pansy, entered the Room of Requirement with an air of smug confidence. "Alright, team, let's do this. Potter and his friends won't know what hit them," Draco said, his wand held at the ready.
As they advanced through the room, Draco gave the signal, and the traps began to activate. Little did they know, the D.A. had already anticipated their moves.
The moment Draco's squad attempted their attack, they were met with a series of comedic setbacks:
- Draco's first spell, intended to stun Harry, was deflected by a well-placed shield charm. The spell ricocheted and hit one of Draco's own squad members, who immediately turned into a human disco ball, complete with spinning lights and glitter.
- Pansy, aiming a jinx at a D.A. member, slipped on a cleverly concealed patch of enchanted oil. She skidded across the room, colliding with a stack of enchanted feathers that exploded into a comical plume of feathers and confetti.
- Another squad member, attempting to immobilize a D.A. member, triggered a trap that enveloped him in a giant bubble, causing him to float around the room helplessly while bouncing off walls.
Draco, increasingly exasperated, tried to maintain control. "Regroup! We can't let them—" he began, but his words were cut off when a spell from the D.A. transformed his robes into an oversized balloon, lifting him several feet off the ground.
"Potter, you—" Draco started, but his attempts to direct his squad were interrupted by a barrage of enchanted fireworks that exploded around him, adding to the chaos.
Harry and the D.A. watched the pandemonium unfold with a mix of amusement and satisfaction. The sight of Draco and his squad struggling with the traps was both gratifying and entertaining.
Ron, grinning from ear to ear, remarked, "I never thought I'd see the day when Draco Malfoy became a human balloon."
Hermione, laughing, added, "It's like they walked into a prank festival. We really outdid ourselves."

Millicent Bulstrode, who had joined the fight, found herself laughing as she watched Draco's increasingly ridiculous antics. "I always knew Draco had a flair for the dramatic," she quipped, her voice barely containing her laughter.

Tracey Davis, watching from a concealed spot, couldn't help but grin. "Looks like he's getting a taste of his own medicine," she said, shaking her head at the sight.

...
As the squad continued to flail about, Harry took a moment to thank the Slytherin members who had helped them by warning them of the plot. Tracey Davis and other Slytherin allies had played a crucial role in foiling Draco's scheme.
"Thank you, Tracey, for the warning. We couldn't have done this without your help," Harry said gratefully.
Tracey smiled, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Just doing my part. It's nice to see Draco and his cronies getting a taste of their own medicine."
As Draco and his squad made their hasty retreat, Harry and the D.A. gathered to celebrate their success. The failed ambush had been a significant victory, reinforcing their position and sending a clear message to the Inquisitorial Squad.
Draco, clearly humiliated, muttered, "This is a complete disaster. We've made fools of ourselves."
Pansy, now covered in confetti and with her hair still bright pink, scowled. "We need to find a new way to get back at them. This isn't working."
As the squad made their exit, Harry and the D.A. members revelled in their triumph. The failed ambush had turned into a spectacular victory, solidifying their unity and sending a powerful message to their opponents.
Harry, feeling a mix of relief and pride, said, "Great job, everyone. Thanks to the Slytherins who helped us, we managed to turn their revenge attempt into another win for us."
The D.A. members cheered, their spirits lifted by their success. Draco Malfoy and the Inquisitorial Squad had been left to regroup, their once-feared reputation now a source of ridicule and laughter.
-