Well shoot! It only took me two years - but I finally got the second part of To All The Boys I've Loved Before written!
Since it's been that long I'd highly suggest going back and reading the prequel to this - it will just make more sense.
Enjoy!

Chapter 1

As Hermione looks out at the ocean from her balcony she can't help but wish a certain blonde headed boy with pointy features was standing next to her. It has been four weeks since she has last seen him and it will be another week until she is back in England. Hermione decided to use up a bunch of her vacation days to visit her parents in Australia, it was definitely time, she had finally accepted that they wouldn't be returning to England so she ventured out to them.

As she walks back into her room, she realizes it has been quite a few days since she's owled Draco - finding no better time than the present she takes a seat at a small table that has her morning tea and pulls out a bit of parchment and quill from her bag. Biting the end of her quill (a terrible habit she has sworn to break) she begins her letter - -

Malfoy,

I'm positive you won't recognize me when I come back, I don't think I've ever been this tan in my life.
You'll literally glow in paleness while standing next to me.
Still wishing you could have made the trip down here with me - my parents would have loved you!
But I hope that the new promotion at work isn't getting you too down,
I've heard relations with the Hungarians are very touch and go - but I know if anyone can fix that, it's you.
Honestly, my parents have kept me so busy here,
between the constant baking my mother has cajoled me into learning with her
and you giving my father a Wizards chess board (we really underestimated how well he'd take to that),
I've barely had time to even miss you.
Barely.
Hope Crooks is being good company while I'm gone,
can't wait to see you next week!

With Love,
Hermione

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Hermione,

I really do think it's time you give the Malfoy name a rest,
we're about to move in with each other for Godric's sake.
Speaking of, I have found a place that I think you're going to like, I mean,
your only requirement was a library so it wasn't hard.
I also think you're starting to forget what I look like, you being away for four weeks is definitely much too long,
because I am not that pale.
But a nice vacation in the sun with you would have been nice.
I'm glad your father liked the chess board,
I do hope you're getting better - maybe you can almost beat me now.
You'll be happy to hear that Crookshanks is alive and happy most of the time -
until I make his meal wrong, then I become his nemesis.
I'm unashamedly admitting that I'm counting down the hours until you're back.

All my love,
Draco Malfoy