Summary: It's always been assumed that life was clear and straightforward. She knew better.
"What do you mean, a spider?"
"I don't understand, how could that be the answer?"
"A bogart does not show love!"
They would complain and whine and claim they didn't understand, but that was fine as long as they weren't annoying about it. Riddles were her specialty. Tricks and mazes and pranks.
Riddles.
Everything had an answer, but life was such a maze that you never would figure it out until it was all over.
Maze.
An unexpected turn here, a dead end there. Back track, where was I? Keep going, and ... surprise! Not everything is how it seems, but that just gave her something to figure out. Yet another riddle! Another task for her brilliant mind.
A maze, a maze.
Life was a maze, thoughts were a maze, she was a maze. Or, more appropriately, she was amazing. So amazing, in fact, people were amazed by her ability to amaze and to navigate mazes.
Everything's a maze, and that's exactly how she likes it.
Now, tell her why the lion has anything to do with how the gryffin is like a gryffindor, the raven is like a Ravenclaw, the snake is like a slytherin, and exactly what the huffle is and how it relates to the badger that is the symbol of Hufflepuff.