Fuck but he hurt.
Maybe starting a fight with Briar wasn’t the smartest thing he’d ever done. Nor was trying to stand and stumble back to the common room rather than the nurses office- it wasn’t as though he’d admit he was fighting, that’d just get him and Briar both in trouble and he couldn’t risk being sat out for the next game even if it would be satisfying for Briar to have to sit out himself- after getting the shit beat out of him, but that was what happened.
Thank fuck for Cygnus. The boy had helped most of the worst damage, and Louis had been able to get to the common room still looking some of a mess, but loads better than he’d been found. He owed that boy something big. Too bad all his funds were currently spread around the castle covering debts. He’d pay him back later.
So for now, he lay stretched out on the common room couch, bitching about hurting to no one, as anyone with half a brain and a working ear had gone off to dinner to A. eat and B. get away from Louis’ bitching.