"Potter, do you know why the portait to my rooms are here?" My mate demands. I lower my head and nod. Not able to look him in the eyes. 'Of course I know, this is my worst fear, and that can only be one thing. And that will come true as soon as I open this painting.' "Well open it then, you know I hate waiting, Potter."
I dont want to open it, but I have to. I walk up to the portrait and go to push it open. But much in the same manner as Severus' door, the portrait swings open and unshockingly to me another version of Severus is standing there.
"What are you doing here Mr. Potter? I told you I never wanted to see you again. Ever. I want nothing to do with you! I am not your mate! I am not even your friend. So why are you here?!" This other Severus is what I fear most, that when my mate finds out that I am bonded to him, he will reject me. He will tell me to leave and I will have to listen, I will do anything to make him happy. Even if it kills me to do so.
"I'm sorry, sir," I whine. All of a sudden I see we are in his rooms. I can feel a change happening and I dont care enough to stop it. I'm far to afraid of what the real Severus will do, now that he knows. 'Now it will happen for real.'
"Why have you changed you worthless mut? To ashamed that you couldnt fulfill my only wish? Just like your filthy mut of a godfather, cant keep to his word and changing every time things get hard to deal with, leave NOW and DON'T come back this tim. No one wants you here anymore." By now im on all fours whine almost constantly, curling in on myself trying to become as small as possible.