He sighed heavily. "You really did hit your head."

He took a step closer to him and wrapped Kurama's arm over his shoulders again, then wrapped his other arm around his waist. At least like this he could drag him a long and Kurama wouldn't bitch at him later for the indignity of it.

"I'm taking you to Slytherin until you're better. I don't want to deal with Kusuriyuri right now," he said, heading towards the dungeons. He supposed he could set Kurama up in one of the chairs in the common room, but decided against it. He didn't want people seeing Kurama while he was out of it and was sure Kurama didn't want it either.

So he dragged Kurama, who giggled all the way, to his room in the Slytherin dorm, and sat him on his bed. "Do not throw up here, okay?"